Two-dimensional – Jai Nicholl

as a crab
wishes to be
stepping sideways
into the future
never to focus
on anything
no temptation
to look down
at your feet
that take turns
your field of vision
like a shoe
instead you look up at the skies, waiting
for “cloud-based learning” to “occur”
in imagination, which is
nowhere in particular
algae inhabiting the crest of a wave
ask Where have we come from,
where are we going
there’s a vanishing
point at which
all sense of place
though collectible
as a Victorian
postage stamp
this hidden earth
tectonic pressure
like a graph
a steady rise
with shallow troughs
playing house rules
uneven building allowed
then the heavens say, Fire! and water comes down
filling the trough where horses used to drink