By A.J. Huffman from Icicles this Abstraction Vision equals illusion. What cannot be seen often retracts, refracts into brilliant array of perceived mobility. Angles hang, vacant vases of possibility. Look closer. Infinity dangles just below the light. I Am Staircase spiraling towards nowhere I will ever reach. Archaic, I am kept in appreciation of past … Continue reading from Icicles this Abstraction and Other Poems
Academy of the Heart And Mind 