Found

It would be a hopeless task

To catalogue all these things

Let a handful suffice

I’d hoped to slip away unobserved

With an empty seal skin wallet

But instead found myself

Opening a twisted wound

And staggering through

A narrow alleyway

I had left behind

A block of blackness

Not homes

Here and there

A candle

Moving through a tomb

I found in shorelessness

Resides the highest truth

Indefinite as God

Sabee?

Me sabee plenty