Inky pools ringed in vibrance hold me here
I can’t leave, couldn’t stand it.
They hold me here, hold me in the space of the universe
Unwrap the layers of indifference I swaddle my soul in
Examine them, all the in-betweens.
And I can’t go.
They ensconce me in joy.
How could I bear to free myself from the mysterious captivity
When it’s what makes me a mysterious captive,
Subject only to my whims and those of the falling leaves?
No. I won’t go.
I’ll float in the light of the obsidian orbs,
Defining the curious conundrum of life.