Eddy Of Solipsism
By Stephen Martin
In the moments of decorum
I spell all my hiccups
With zzzzzs---
I make the last
Balm, tithe the naught.
And seal the whispered brackets
Into my spoken tomb
Embellishing, embellishing.
So as to stifle the craze
Trip its loose limbs
As they pass-
And saunter back
To hide in a crack
Like a hermit crab.
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