Interior with Sky
Justin Sherwood

Push where the entrance

is most narrow. No new flag,

just mutation in fiber

and coloration. On

which side we hang it.

What I stand for

is flagless, the walls

blank and I won't

ask to drill them. Just sit

here in whiteness and see.

If shapes form out

of ether, if we go blind,

if our ears sharpen

and we discover we have

neighbors and they are tireless

in tall shoes. They move

out and in, and what

they carry. They will

know us when they see us

if they see us.