out here the flowing breeze dances sand twisted rusty footprints
onward...
slow sinking smiles find their way
to the base of a cutglass heart
the shadow tip slow moving glacier of a moonless night
echos endlessly onward
the rosy grey clouds glisten
and cover the smokey breath of twilights last flicker
distant drums encourage us onward
but always quite alone
quietly alone to ourselves we promise no hope
no help
to understand is to fail in the sinking quicksand
red letdown broken wheel embrace of a shade
to believe is to hurt as we took what we could
then sold it so shotgun suddenly
a silent place looming
abruptly laughing and dissecting this razor prelude
to winters sleepless redemption
not swimming
not drowning
believing in strength
and falling into hands held high
