We bowl and yet
no ball is thrown;
our gazes roll
through lanes unseen
two ends,
two pairs
of eyes;
whoever wins,
scatters all
the thoughts
on the other end
like pins
We bowl and yet
no ball is thrown;
our gazes roll
through lanes unseen
two ends,
two pairs
of eyes;
whoever wins,
scatters all
the thoughts
on the other end
like pins