Karen Lepri

 

 

Filament

 

O domesticate world, infinite

we spin

into an awl-tip—already

speck-like, consumed
                                                                                                                          

galaxy-sheep nubbing the bright

          enclosure, nose-weighted

billion-headed flock unwanders

 

our prepare for climbing

the stars' density

& beyond, papered fields
           
          stretch the nowhere