resistance was lost
into an inhale of full greys
as the fool picks up
a metaphor from the ground
salty kisses of feral waves
covering the boat with tears
shaking out of the possessed
a reversed line of light in your back
dear emptiness full
of choices drawing
millions of horizons
into these cups of cappuccinos
heaven resembles water frozen
in distant blacks you cannot read
only watch and wonder becoming
trees in costumes of confidence
today dear
protected by drunken birds learning to whistle
dear today
you will see beyond
