Such a Fool

summon now the sable sword
to cleave this polar sky in twain

lay my head along the bleak horizon
toll upon my eyes

i have borne a madman’s witness
long ago with words immured

on the fringe of fragile conscience
begat consequence unhinged

strenuous this enatation
tethered to tenuous strands

whence the ground surrendered new depths
now returns a glacial ceiling

faintly i recall a feeling
partial to the sun’s refrain

robbed by time’s rapacious clutch
and such a fool am i no longer

[image credit: Rockwell Kent]