escher poetry — [L] :: 8

we fly peak mountains
we fly the sea beyond
the voyage starts
an ocean an eternity
a vision not choice
a bet we’re forced to make

we part hills
flowers forest    shame
the river the border
edge of the enemy’s domain
we’re held in peace
forced on us & them
by the serpents of the water
whom i shall destroy

i see through this petal gauze
you gave me when you left
now you’re beyond distance
but you’ll return
if not before
then once your life has flashed