Take Stock Of Yourself In A Space Poem by Camilla Keenan Koch

Time ended, ending. Space remains.
Purpled blue in the darkness.
Adjacency. In this life, this tender adjacence,
A sucking dark tooth cavity
Purple night walls. Purple night
Dream of a room, a white room
Unbounded
Texturized
Dream of this texturized.
They stood here too. Unforseen men.
Texturizers, adding flak to these white walls.
The purple night of the city.
Let in the night air,
A Slivered slice of life, light
____the smell of rain intersects
Paint the windows white.
____that arc, that arch, right around the corner
Lean over the corner, won't you. Tell me life is long.
The edges between this undefinite room
Mark themselves out in straight lines
____and corner cornered corners
_______and layered wedges
Possible, indeed, to dream of this world, asleep.
____Slip out the window,
_______no provisions made
For life in a body