Silence
swirling silence of a moonless night: a heart wrenched out of its orbit and hurled to feed the immortals: like vultures they feast upon it delighting in the ambrosial juices of its passion and pain. then it shuts; the seas slide back 2. from the bottom of a pool, stillness of the reeling stars stare back: grasses lean closer grazing past infinite spaces: swishing sibilance in silence stoops 3. that long long path who has trodden it? may be an animal following the scent nosing out a trail... a path that runs through no man's land: rough-hewn scarred, in a fight with itself with shadows that trespass it endanger its solitude... A path that runs over moors and into the woods, towards disentangling spaces it meanders all day, at night, over a creek it dips, listens... reposing at last on the woof and warp of unraveling silence