Our Song
Narcissist that I am the
last quarter of my life is
filled
with you.
The dark
is my friend.
Old age
recapitulates
loneliness.
Life
is
slow dance .
I digress
Wrinkles and craters
belong to the
years of
oil and cigarettes.
I never knew you were
on the way.
Now time's ******* o
surfaces
The seaglass fractures
light
in the Son
There is a destiny
unclasped in the
Light.
You lead me
in this
our
Song
Caroline Shank
9.17.2024
For Jack
9.17.2024
Song.