The horizon's obsolete
I want to appear mature,
so I stare at it for forever.

It is worth all that time
next to you.

The lady of burdens,
she who walks unseen, in darkness,
with stealth and blade.
She comes unsummoned and slices shadow.
She knows only remorse,
cursed always to follow one path.
She slays all things of dissonance,
and is deaf to the songbirds.

What could have saved her from this life?
If only she had turned to see the morning -
light beyond a castor of shadows.

Western frontiers

bite early, arisen

colors on the Northeast.

(film development).

a landscape drawn out

flawlessly.

as the Atlantic chants thru

the summit meeting of trees--

baring antlers.

whistling a clap after they're

blown thru.

Enduring smile blossoms,
Pain's grip loosens, disappears,
Joy fills every breath.

the delight of love:
the pain you cannot surrender
in exchange for forever