Woke up to deep slumber
plagued by a spiraling staircase of
sunshine dreams and star-lit reveries and
Grasped at the strip of light
that blinded me
and the darkness settled.
Stood on the edge of the abyss to see
the faces I saw in nightmares
gasping, begging, clawing
for a pure and altruistic soul
that wasn’t mine.
Whispered apologies as I turned away
and the bridge across went up in flames.
Blocked by a silvery boulder
with the red and white scrawled upon
to obscure the distance that now lies between.
Impossible escape from this cycle
of shame and pride
of denial and acceptance
of hatred and love
of life and
death? The vast expanse of dusk lying at my feet
and the single dirt path on the other side
that turned and twisted infinitely.
A test for the worthy, for the broken and strong and—
I take the leap.