Ab(b)aton

Where no one should step
The hell of the "mind's
own place" to ever be-
lieve in a world behind

The eyes while the eyes
Were open in the dark
Blood expanded as sight
Concentric to which

Love is never grasped
That is only an impulse
Of care or intent thought
Only of what I would

Do with you today the
Fact that I wasn't a vision
Of light drawn from its
Object to any particular

Purpose disturbs me I am
Hell nothing else with-
out you to hold your hand
Or see sound this place

Was a wreck with us where
Light must begin night
When black light resolved
My objective withdrawal

Little bells seized his
Ears animals taught him to
Hear the law like prophets
Beginning again to see.