Weaver’s Ocean

My mind holds the ocean
of other oceans minds
A spider weaves a web
of other spiders’ webs
lengthwise threads on loom

Blurring, diluting my shadow
contours ragged with light
diagonal in my blood
a line cuts through slate
Warped in blue
I mirror your landscape.

[ If I plead
I can’t hear you
When I invite you to play
You come right away ]

I am not your Other
but Yourself,
in quantumness.