we are the actors

collapsed hierarchies

ABUNDANCE

always stayed the same
under moonlight
washed in lamplight
the lunar radiance
the orange glow
ghostly wan womb of ocean cast
and all softly burning incandescence
always stay the same

and what if it were never revealed
but remained hidden
and what if we never spoke its name
but kept it alive

presence given by absence

would it wither
in deepest recesses
despite its inherent light

would it fill
the empty corridors
with its abundance

and can it be named
without loss

can it be contained

seen through blinds
behind darkened leaves
the sky, several clouds
somewhere
the sun shines

operative jitters,
the kind that keep a struggle down
nausea, nauseated
compounding fears, contracting
committed,
you're beautiful, I know
bereft of lessons, and lessened at that
but unseen, taken
obscene, jittered
caffeine, littered
sidewalks, walked out
to lessen