Words made a poem
Words called Walled Cave
And carved a god
Too small to count
And left it where
It won’t be found
And then said, Now
Find your way out
If all of this
Lives in your head
Then what is there
Out there, past this
That you can’t sense
That’s just as real
If not more real
Or not at all?
Saturday, January 2, 2021
Walled Cave
