Entrenchment & Tunnel Vision
(Finding the Way Out)
Who knew
When all this began
That we would get stuck here?
.
In this tunnel between hope and despair
This cutting of lively figure from spacious ground
This endless loop
This eternal triangle of reiteration
This stultifying daylight robbery of Soul from Spirit from Material Body
From which there’s no escape
Except the way out
That we can’t see
Through the open door
While trying to find the key
That turns both ways
Back and forth
Closing and opening
In good time that passes
From here to there to here
Out of step from the clock
That measures mechanically
From past to future
In a straight, graduated line
That bears no relation
To what it misrepresents
And so gets us stuck here
Not knowing which way to turn
Until we do
And all falls continually
Into and out of place
.