All This Time

source-opener, metal-worshipper,
basket-body, garden limber

You win this round, I give—
Aztec, Toltec, train-wreck,

why do you not colossus me
how is it you Babylon me

Babel me, sun whisper
and steeple me

rain charm sky bed I wonder
at the dimness of your zero music

this is the chasm of breath
the wound cave

funny how you say I’m in “danger”
because finally I feel not in danger—

all this time I have been speaking
to nothing but wildness

and now wildness is answering—
-Chasm, Kazim Ali