The Link

21 July 2021 Wednesday Prose Poem: carving out a statue

Photo by Museums Victoria on Unsplash

Could I press the lever behind your ear and unlock the fate of the world? I dreamt I was stumbling sand in the Sahara and gazing upon great cities of people in the distance and they were looking out unto me with the kind of knowledge that shrouds itself in divine mystery. I walked upon your paw.