praise the underwater statue
at the aquarium it looks like Mary

mother of– mother of– there is no
statue inside   the mind standing

eroding inside spacetime    what
a cliché (your reflection) magnified

you stare above into great white
light illuminating water’s new

life (forms of the past forms
the past) sentient beaming

in its own extensive space
(how to fill the frame

of mind) where I want no
other self to suffocate

(originally published in Plato’s Caves, Summer 2020)