You and I –
Rendering the light lost between us
A happenstance of lust, its rendition
Caught on silvered roots of time

We became chance personified before
We had the chance – a gerund of
Motion levitating as shadow

Reclaiming our youth as forewarned
In a theater of The Absurd, at all
Clarified by night’s weight of dreams –

I dream its edges softened like
Daguerreotype, a freefall of conscience
Sunlit to the breach of a life in ruin

So I apologize to the ocean
Of love I’ve lost to you I, a vessel
Without course nor recourse
I am sorry –

© K. James Ribble