What Is

 

 

 

 

To encompass and

to see had

leaped upon him to

stay.  It was a special

pleasure to see things

stretched out,

eaten.  It was a

pleasure and would

not run away

now. Which, like an

iris of an even more

gigantic eye, stared

back at him. Things

opened and he knew

what is

was just the world

changed.  To burn

everything,

everything

he thought.

I’m alive

also

blackened.

Pamela A. Rossow