Question (Poem by R.C. Peris)

I don’t want to, no, no…
Look inward, ah, that ratty soul.
Shaded and busy cobwebs all foul.
If you are to find the thing…
God or something crushing like,
Look deeper than the fish flop.
He’s down there in the abyss.
Or maybe she and her dark ovaries.
Whoever is counting coin dues owed.
Go deep, go deep, the tail of God.
Like a reptile, strong, brain beginning.
What would you say, ancestor?
Why me? Why now? Why you?
He doesn’t answer and wiggles.
In the dark ice of the sea.
Is that the answer? Dance? Question.

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