I rinsed out / two worlds

A cereal bowl / open into

(someone else’s) / myself

left crumbs of / locked inside

crusty cereal / except

all around the sink / pouring forth

for Mary to / when I

find. / unlock

I will continue / the door

to collect / I live in

black pens, / the shadow

keys to both sides / and nuance in

of one door / the midst of

that opens into two / my own

different worlds / primordial ooze

one of light and shadows / bubbling

the other of shades / up from

of meaning / holes I

and deception. / poke with my pen.