Infinite Space
I long to curl into my smallest form
Forever between the crook of your arm
And the end of the world.
I will abscond and dissolve
I will condense to absolve
The World– inside a nutshell!
Is not so much a nightmare.
The World inside a nutshell
That I keep.
Dirk Wynn is a poet and aspiring scholar residing in Pittsburgh, PA. You can find his work in The Minor Bird and Short Vine.