Like all beings pacing corridors
Trailing the ghosts of their deeds
Heads downcast and hands raised
For their eyes refuse belief in
Leaving an arid shelter
For centuries of rains
To dance upon them
I am as them, spurning history, I've discovered
While awareness grows bleary and indistinct
Scouting fissures by inference of mark-bereft fingertips
Hunted by thirst
And shiver still the masses of stone that enclose them
Tasked to contain a murmur that’s soon to be
Echoing with unspeakable clarity
Keening its curse to the open
I remain with those spurning history, I've acknowledged
While awareness grows bleary and indistinct
Scouting fissures by inference of mark-bereft fingertips
Hunted by thirst
Every hopeless struggle
Every flightless endeavor
Everything kept at arm's length
This labyrinth unfolding echoes
