vertical journey pierces horizon
from below and from above and again
if I discover the truth of what this is
they will dance, and it will destroy me
so that blurred vision is restored
and the lines around things stop
I will stay here quietly for now
voicing this madness arising
with the little breath that's left
If something more
than this now is revealed
I will awaken wearing night
never having slept.
(c) 2010 maria montenegro