Lantern

Under the unfathomable,

the immovable eye

suffers this distant touch.

I behold your multitudinous

selves rotting in the pool of

a stagnant light, blinding

every eye that seeks the sky

in the depthless mirage of time.

A dreadful hollowness lies in

this unsacrificial touch.

As your programmed arms

construct the human between us,

I bear this paralyzed love

sheltered under absent clouds

un-pouring rivers of tears.

How safe it is to be untouched!