It's real thick, this thicket.
Dense as the sense that you make.
Can you bake this sense of title - ment?
I really meant to be there by two.
If - by sea, those two will be left on shore.
We'll shore up the trickle, of what?
Beams of light tell me God is here.
Can you hear him?
Silent, yet, there, hear?
Hear now, look, see.
The rapturous, the sinking feeling?
The sink is full of - water.
What else? You'll do what?
So what if I stop - life?
It doesn't end, so breathe.
Then make something, one for all.
Can you take it?
It's sort of like you - your doing.
Enemies true to what?
A polar eclipse or polarity?
The polar ice cap - the cubes -
they're so small, in my glass.
But they take up space.
So don't space out.
Stay a while in this cabin, booth,
Your there, I'm here - still.
Larry Ingram is a writer and news video producer,