latent, Massive
heavy reason, endlessly collapsin’ in
on its own. Time bends n swallows, da deep black
hiddin’ beyond, silence-plunged, Eternal,
padlocked, compacted into its core, unreachable,
Da reason, I cannot name here.
R.J. Schmitz’s work has appeared in A Thin Slice of Anxiety, Be About It Press, Spectra Poets, and Michigan City Review of Books.