Scene: Interior, Night, by Elizabeth Austen

one thin wall a narrow world away
he sleeps I pace
morning a narrow hall
one thin wall worlds away
he sleeps I pace one room
between us sleeps a world
away I pace one wall
a narrow bed a world
pole to pole I pace
he sleeps he dreams
a world away

Messing around with the Victorian Chain Poem

Because of Mari Ness's poem, Snowmelt.

Yet another attempt to explore, push, master (the English) language.

Instructional here.