poetry submission

write myself into these pages
    and commit it all to change
  lower into a new form of emptiness,
    where desires attune themselves to the deeper one
      where I am molded closer to me
  shifting-
    sent through and away...
      and this tomorrow is as unknown as the former
        one truth to another,
        a path retraced;
        one heart to itself,
        a page turned and lost.