New Frontiers

Everyday another moment wakes me. My love hunts like a wildebeest around rusty corners Craving lost memories. I am the coward and the hero. You are the wizard and the one and only angel. We will traverse this corrugated truth, Gliding upon our own wits, Feeling our elbows milk into singularity. And all this on the same day flowers Uproot themselves And go door-to-door Knock-knock-knocking. And then my wife comes in. We talk and laugh and whatnot in tired waves. And I re-read everything before she entered my soul And it’s all rubbish. I never went on that frontier.