Eye Light

That night the lake was riddled with starlight pinioned a million times to the iron face of space The water was so clear it could reflect its own eyes fish-eyes and the drowned watched from its towering depth The long dissolved had transformed themselves into the luminous optics of an adamantine mind We stood watching the light-show hidden by our own shadows our gaze filming the lake surfaces with a certain sheen a membrane just opaque enough to be read if we only understood how the eternal spoke