Inventing the Sky

Just a big-time emptiness
to rattle around inside of
until SPACE arrived
& in kind
italicised the rest of us

as the question was lost before we could
dream up an answer

the archival lips
the iron wings
the back streets of Xanadu
& her eyes

her eyes like the lighted doorways to a pagoda
which is her mind
interior designed by M.C. Escher
resembling a medieval parking structure

paved with clouds