to an imaginary number

whose function keeps the real from caving in

lonely tree in vast desert landscape

dear i,
you were the first to confirm
that the size of this Here
would––no matter where i was
––exceed what my senses could
bear.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

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