Things that move between the movements of my eyes and things
unseen.

There are lanterns burning somewhere in the ocean
that is night
lanterns sailing lightly through
the dimming of my sight.

And that above me
love me
leave me
I believe in
unicorns.

There are straits I've yet to ford and mountains still to climb
there is more than this in life to rhyme
less than time
more hooks and line and sinkers sinking down and deep into deep thinkers
more than I will ever need or be and somewhere sight unseen
I will see it all.

Selecting me
she says i'll do
I
move on through,
things
get formulated
set in stone or
emancipated
things that move between
the movements of my eyes.