George Korolog
Three Dimensions

what shallow
ground the
dwelling world
our flat patina
life on the plane
the moonless sea
beneath things,
whirl in vortex
break to the surface
illuminated
pleading for wings
above things,
drift on the high current
lofty wondering
how to breathe
in the deep
surface things,
move safely
ignorant of height
or depth
scurrying predictably
from side to side
ectoplasm,
sheltered in
indifference
devoid of pain
flattened by the
absence of joy.

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