Portal

In the throws of the ruby red river that flows

through this darkening concrete devouring ghosts that float by.

I’m with them.

Up in the current and taken in whole

I’ve been struggling, strangling, others in tow.

Have my eyes gone missing?

Imagining sequences, playing back visions

by stereo air and fragmenting emissions,

I'm lost and found in.

The loneliest thing in the shape of a fist

that I wish I could bring in this bitter abyss is my petrified heart;

Still pounding.

Out on the balcony reaching out to who designed this epiphany

and what the sidewalks will do.

Am I just

In the process, it’s the means to the end

It’s the glass bottom vessels and the depths that extends to that spans

between us.

If I could, I’d cut through the cables and cords

but I’ll never be able, my knifes at the table with yours;

immortal.

Nothing is sacred and nothing is sure anymore

except all that you are and stand for

guide me toward your portal.

your portal

your portal

your portal

your portal

your portal

your portal

your portal…