Also
have
you fears
. . . or
cares of
the
way
the
way tears
up the light?
found
what remains
to see?
learned
that nothing
wills?
some
mired others
mirrored
who’s
to grope
of difference
here?
can
one even
be . . .
two
times
sapphire
spheres
one
perhaps
grander
in view
but
both
lightly
blinded
virtues
of same
yet
not much
less than
again
if
at all
legends
of homeless
road appears