Hide and Seek


In the beginning there are only eyes without lies
The early games are savagely satisfying

Mobility introduces variations
Words defines the rules

Eventually all games become one game
Each plays alone

Above the snowline now
Cold wind unrelenting and no heat in the sun

Only the way forwards     -     the way upwards
The dead are everywhere

Their twisted corpses people the frozen landscape
through which I silently search

Each game will have its end
White-tiled walls

Slashed wrists in the warm bath
A final hopeless suicidal laugh

Whatever the seeking
finding will always prove unsatisfactory