Omnipresent Phantom

You, the omnipresent phantom,

transfigure into

the

Bleeding, scarred, azure sunrise,

Pebble lodged in my shoe,

Glint of the bohemian crystal vase converted into a pencil holder,

Sound waves resonating from the speakers hooked up to a device playing melancholic songs,

Reverberating heart throbs,

Photographs of white landscapes and alpenglow,

Zenith, the celestial sphere,

Marrow in the bones of my lunch,

Orbs I see after a dry spell,

Quivering heat wave over the parched tarred road,

Jubilation after a serendipity,

Therapeutic effects of the sound of running water,

Pungent aftertaste of medicine,

In the much anticipated earthen rain.



We will forever be antipodes, dwelling on the opposite sides of the earth

Syzygies in a perpetual orbital dance,

Careening and meandering around the moon.


Analogous to a shapeless, formless, ever morphing


You are now,

A verisimilitude, a semblance