Filament One

Dream all in second sight my embers amber n gossamer ink of ravens, forgotten wings, flutter in the hollows of my heart. Feeling the loss of all my intricate parts. Breaking of stained glass each fragment a different reality an internal beginning. Or a desolate ending, cold… I dream all in second sight the filaments of one old n sold, second to none. Forgotten old n alone, Lost in the spaces in between n unseen filament, one A traveller in flight Last in realms of distant night or whitest, white Landing upon distance shores A traveller divine and unknown I dream all in second sight.