Time licks

skin of tomorrow;

lingers on the lips:

 

here destiny’s

afraid to take

the fall.

 

Memories surface

wind across water

rippling my surface

 

bending sleep

to somnambulance

 

we are coming

we are going.

 

 

Midday sun

scorches, empties;

thoughts rectify

 

the guilt

 

 

Time’s left me

stranded; honed

to shred of former

 

fire.

 

Water to water

this island sweats

voluptuousness

 

fruit tumble from

heavy tree & the fish

leap like silver circlets

 

of life.

 

Time is all

I’ve lost, yet still

in dreams

 

I’m seventeen,

waiting to begin

again.