Damn'd Selfs

Damn’d Selfs

Pushing up against the
Barriers of absolution,
The jagged razor scrapes.

Barren slivers, chards
Of splintered mirrors
Expose the thousand selfs.

And the selfs escape
Into primordial anonymity:
Into galactic ooze.

The wrinkled balsam—
embraced by callous arms—
Liberates absolute power.

And finally the dam gives way
And the deluge of fractured selfs
Converge upon the deaf horizon

And flood the thirsty plain.