Round Corners, Round Bends Poem by Matthew Lumley

I ran
Round corners
Down stairs
Perfectly,
No-one could have timed it better:
Open door
Fold knees
Buckle, hunch, heave,
And out it all came
In a blurt
The universe,
Spilled over the toilet seat
And dripped
Into miraculous vacuum,
Sucked away
Round black hole S-bend,
Then solar systems
A shining river of stars
Clogging the drain
I wiped sun off my lip
And smiled ecstatic
Triumphant

“I can see–”

Flung forward
To unleash dimensions
(I thought they were my soul,
before I realised)
They transcended the rim
And never stopped spreading
Stretching
A puddle round my feet,
And then
At last
The earth
I coughed up rough
Span out of me
And disappeared in all the rest,
I spat the moon
It rippled in the water
Spat again
And felt with my tongue
There was something,
Something!
Stuck in my teeth,
Something like…cobweb.