Left to Desert

wafting ripples edging inward
when the sky had reached conclusion
treading long in earnest failing
foot sworn fate at rocky stream bed
spark embedded moment’s passing

left to right; in captive caption
trails grow cold and starburst shattered
at what great lengths do we now surface
only to return our silence

i stood watch for you; draped in new moon clashing
as all the wind found its resolve

Author: Max Meunier

Feminist. Ailurophile. Musician. Poet. Human.

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