Poems

One Score and Ten and Six

One score and ten and six
My crimes were lies before they left my lips
My eyes were mine but never looked like this
Mirror’s blistering kiss
 
The shadow reflected
A prismatic prison, dread refraction
Hope bent like light into an abstraction
Of escape perfected
 
To dig and dream and dig
With the fire of a homesick lunatic
An endless underworld, like Sisyphus
One score and ten and six
 
Now for the first time
Truth echoes from lies
Now for the first time
I know I see light
 
One score and ten and six
I brace the walls and dig.