IMPASSE
you glance
at my poem
my poem
looks back at you
into you
you glare
at my words,
suspicion impacted
wondering
what lies beneath, here
we hit an impasse
no way to
resolve this
applying the protocols,
rules, regulations
of current civilization
unless image
by image, symbol
by symbol,
together it is
we negotiate this page
trade, vent, share,
exchange
for the sake
of the poem
refract, reflect,
rescind, do what
we both do best,
perform
a whole number
full-on optics and chemistry
without these
no hope for any preservation
of mere mortal remains