Wednesday, July 17, 2013

the cusp

dead ahead
looming large
drawing me
ever forward

behind me
casting a pall
trying to mute
this (screaming) heart

horizon...dead ahead

my life
on the edge
twisting in the wind
in the distance
I see the light

dizzy, laughing
I run, propelled
faster and faster
a thousand lifetimes
awaiting me in your arms