Spinning Interlude 1 by Prospero2013

through the
rippling
shining
unforgiving
tumultuous insistent will
half heard before waking

no mouth
no eyes

that which is unknown
that we had built
that which is hidden
when it was still possible to hide
that which looks
open like a bubble
that which is us
as distant promise

repeating rhythm
change work renewal
travel through places
unimagined

overlapping phrases
come in the form
of dreams of strangers

coiled surprise
lightly glistening
on the other side
of closed doors