Snow dusts the hills
Rice flour on sourdough crust
Endless patterns
In burnished bronze
No subject
No object
No meaning
The explorer’s
Essential pleasure
Existential textures
Snow dusts the hills
Rice flour on sourdough crust
Endless patterns
In burnished bronze
No subject
No object
No meaning
The explorer’s
Essential pleasure
Existential textures
While I am but a moment’s reflection
An existential comma
In an expanse which cares not
That I think
Or that I think that I am
Not that I care
What the expanse thinks
Though I am glad that it is