Ambition
A Poem

You watered your ears & thought they might grow
The identification of weeds was too time-consuming
Other madnesses came to call to be counted
Framed/ switched into taking on an ambition
Filling in all the blanks you found in your world/ work
Testing & revealing\ the bed & the ministry of time
Rocking into a wall an alcove an embrace
The facts have managed to slip free
Your face has finally found its mirror
J.D. Harms 2020
