Space in Time

No space in time

No time to think

Thoughts home to me

Back from the brink.

 

No room to breathe

No breath to hold

The words they

tumble

through

the

fold

 

No  still  to breach

No breach to right

Nor width to span

No depth, no height.

 

No shapes to face

No face to climb

Nor forms in space.

No space, no time.