I dream of the periphery
Not just during REM
But constantly.
On an edge
Not totally excluded
That’s living.
When among
Just one thought
Satellite.
Confined boundaries circumscribe
No ever decreasing circles please
Meet me on the fringe.
Come skirt
At the hem
With unabashed latitudes.
I dream of the periphery
Corners, hallways
Intergalactic space.
An equilibrium of something and nothing
Balanced fair share
Eleven billion mile periphery.
AMALGAMATED WONDERS OF THE WORLD 