Added on by Abrahm Beezley.

the measure,

back and forth,

the ambitious padding.

there in the deep pools of black, reflecting head of the coin,

you draw me up - 

out there, 

beyond the white danby.

back and forth.

timidly I say,


see what I've built.

back and forth.

nothing from those jowls I split apart,

but a silent invitation to hunt lucidity.

back and forth,

back and forth. 


- TW