Dark Earth

I am the underbelly –

the inside of nothing: unfixed, undefined

not to be touched, done to, undone

nor enough included to be cast aside.

 

I am after the last thought

beyond the undiscovered isle behind dying eyes

beneath a broken tongue which may not speak

in the well of deep behind angry teeth.

 

I am postliminary in-consequence

dangling over the lip of impossible.

 

Yet still,  I am!