A Thing Will Still Be a Thing No Matter What You Place in Front of It

Carolina Ebeid

They try to explain the shape of what happens in my afflicted brain.
Someone says some
language: technical
at first, then searching
for how nothing is like
the house housing you
the room inside a room
the mastery of you
holds little by little
by little less yours
and more ephemeral.
O Veronica,
I am scared of the divine.