Oct 2019
Chasing the horizon
westward
toward
a dipping sun.
I pursue that line,
that point of
intersection
between land and sky.
Never bothering
to ask
what would happen
if I caught it.
westward
toward
a dipping sun.
I pursue that line,
that point of
intersection
between land and sky.
Never bothering
to ask
what would happen
if I caught it.
Reaching the coast I rent a boat 'cuz I didn't know how to fly.
