the night’s stones weigh
heavy like the cloud -

everything sinks.  

the cry of a bird -
eerie like a ghost -

the night speaks
of autumn, of windows
now shuttered to the
stars, of leaves painted
silver and gold.

a cat wires his claws to the
dark, drops down from a wall,
lands with his fur full of sky.

Like an old fashioned clock
That has been wound too tightly
And too many times
I don’t always get it right.
A few minutes fast
A few seconds slow
But the sun always sets
When it’s supposed to.
ljm

daughter of Icarus
searching for a distant light
or maybe you've heard
the distant voice
of Harry Crosby

his Black Sun
calling you
into the Minotaur's labyrinth
on a long
lonely
night

waxen heart
wings on fire
she meets her connection
at Chik- fel- A

cross that line
past the edge

how high can you fly
and never reach the sky?

I want to pay you back for all you have done for me
You have given me so much
You had faith in me
Thank you
Thank you
Up above
Thank you
For your love
You had faith in me

Discredit me yet again
I am a pawn for you to play your game
You have done what is right for you
I don't wish to fight you
I will take my feet behind
Push away all the sand
I have tall feet to stand
And you will have to stay
To see me walk away.