.  WHERE THERE'S NO HORIZON

             TO HOLD UP THE SKY,

     WHERE THE SUN RISES AND

              SETS IN DARKNESS,

    WHERE TIDES EBB AND FLOW

  ON SAND WITHOUT FOOTPRINTS,

     WHERE SOUND AND SILENCE

EMANATED FROM THE SAME SHELL.

      THERE, YOU’LL FIND A NAME,

    FELT TIPPED TO MY FOREHEAD.





Ryan O'Leary

25TH OCT 2023