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