Eyes Wide Shut

Slump down spreadeagled

her spot in the corner feel the

pile’s squidgy uplift

drawing in peace

to the pipes of my body

A steady pulse throbbing

in the unexplored hollow

vapours enshroud an inferno

and this pulse is a correspondent of time

both cementing and defusing:

distilling perception from

incontinent scratches to a smooth silk vermilion

To see the world stark by not wanting or waiting

just sit and be hinged to each subtle sensation

the suchness of moment installs like a unit,

a union.

Or move to the window eyes wide like peaches,

the outside,

so much to see, a glorious

stillness an insistent entrenchment