a classic from mister Ryan Kelton
Resolution
I must remain—
I must hold on
For as long
As I can.
This rope stretches out
Into a void
That drinks light
As I drink air.
Each fiber sinks
Its teeth into my nerves;
My entangled sinews
Are pulled upwards
Inch by inch,
Year by year
Closer
To an end
I cannot see—
The glare blinds me.
This is the light
For which I seek—
This is all that I have left,
Caught along the path
By the daily wax
And wane;
Here I must stay
Until my skin shatters
And my bones crack
Into sand
Once more;
Nothing left
Besides
The silent shore.
[5/6/11; edited 1/6/15 & 3/1/17]


