The Absolute

Abode by my side, soft blue
faced fetish, conspicuous
in its heavenward eyelets.

Held a bottle of tears and
a battle to contain them.

Within a mirror’s glassy
gaze, colorless strokes on
measureless canvas, its stretches
and sketches begging execution.

Bled red
lace bed

spread between
clasped fingers


As I kicked at foundations,
kissed a hole in its firmament.

A hold, for a moment.