Spot

I see a dark spot,
Deep varnished token
In an antique freckled desk.
Blinkless dry eyes burn,
Abberated focus heavy
On the inscrutable spot.
While a tactless clock
By the door, beyond the desk
Stages astigmatic campaigns
For my fickle awareness.

-T. Weeks
(A response to “BOOK VI: Salut au Monde!”)