Friday, February 06, 2015

try to breathe

only the move ahead
no up nor down

crying of the wind
loss of all future

all that is gone
shades in an empty house
a door banging somewhere
through the mist

sadness of oceans at dusk
offering up forms
that will wake no more

to their bright swell

all you ever have
this one move ahead
let it be enough
to rouse your spirit
again to its dance

look, a creature came to our fire
as we slept
for here
are its tracks in the snow

but we slept
and it would not linger
in our broken house

not with us ghosts
who cannot find in the looking
up and down any future

for now the snow covers all tracks
in its deep quiet

look no further

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