Galtachan

Sea again, slick with treachery,
floods over dark slabs of geology
drags rain and mist back into itself
winds them into knotted planes of water.

Eternitus

The serpent coils about the world,
swallows itself from tail to tongue:
an enigma that feeds itself
upon itself; a fire that burns
but is never consumed.

Iteration

Surfaces decided that my eyes
could never see enough, could not take in
how the light falls and lies
nor see the patterns that light was making.