Somewhere, Someday

 

“Eggscapism” by Duy Huynh

 
the end exists somewhere

near as Antarctic icebergs

or far as the red mounds of Mars

but it’s nonetheless out there

untroubled by patience or haste

exerting its gradual pull

upon lavabo tides

where my sins wade and wash

drawing me closer

through capillary filaments

wicking my liquids

that audibly drip

to an ancient slow cadence

into beakers of ether and ambergris

backlit by polychrome minerals

whose luminous facets

are turned toward the truth

here someday may curious

researchers fattened on

all the fresh wisdom

of unknown tomorrows

study my essence

test its ethical content

and learn from mistakes

that outlive me
 
 
 
(originally posted April 2013)