Dare I
disturb
the Chasm’s part
that mirrors,
echoes,
in the dark?

It takes
the words
I know so well
and binds them,
flips them,
in its spell.

No more
know I
what they should mean,
my words
in Chasms
are unseen.

And when
my words
I cannot find,
the Chasm
echoes,
takes my mind.