private i
writhing
squirming
just below the surface
inches from home
and a million miles away
tooth can't bite
eye can't see
fingertip can't touch
the closer gotten
the further felt
subtlest membrane
pliable and impenetrable
merciful and aloof
allow...
here?
now?
am.
please!
-jmct 2002
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wish
that elusive most precious gem
hundreds of thousands of miles deep
'neath a billion years of rubble
piled in a heap
that other gem was so easy
pervading every level of space
a sparkling warm reminder
all is in place
one bent on excavation
is confounded time and again
by layer after layer
the dreams of hollow men
from floor plank up to rafter
a closet stuffed with keys
the last one tried
the right one
the rest to taunt and tease
the chamber is in a basement
of a house at the forest core
high on a remote mountain top
beneath the ocean floor
but the chart is in an ancient script
too precarious to know
the captain waits in his lonely cabin
for just one who wants to go
-jmct 2002
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