Concrete
Somewhere
there is a pool
its depth everlasting
surrounded by walls of concrete
it lies neither her nor there
full of precious jewels
intense with contrasting
elements so discrete
I can no longer bear
as the eternal overflows its rule
undergoing permanent casting
into the blackest ink
it stains
internal portion now bare
All else returns to spool
naked for a moment but never lasting
surrounded in walls of concrete