A Judging Glass

in #poetry7 years ago (edited)

Sometimes there are moments
Stepping outside of the frame.
Of these four sides vanished,
Those infinite distances
Close in on me and


I don't think outside the box often.
When it happens, I lose my feet.
Replaced with universal measure I
Treadlessly pursue my back foot


Trailing behind in inches
From this moment's making
Magic Happens historically.
Past endlessnesses reminds me,


The glass is been pouring.

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