The beast

I’m on the road I never took

passing the rose garden:

the twilight over river

lights my way.

You’re standing at the corner

of dream, sombre, pensive

your face unknown,: we have

new words for beasts like you

glib speak rolls off tongue

teardrop water.

Glimpses of darkness dazzle

I walk into the void, planets spin

& galaxies that don’t exist

spark the illusion

I wake to heartbeat, breath,

spring chorus. you’re hovering

in the core of me, I bleed

across the chasm.

Poetry