Now that I can see much better, I feel like I should probably leave.
It's just the late morning, the towering rock walls are beginning to breathe in the daylight.
With each slow exhale, the vast valley becomes more vivid.
I make my way over to the foothills, my legs are heavy, my heart is clenched
Behind me now, an ache, a depth, so perfect I can only just stare.
Silage across the path, fodder and fermented whey.
And with that, the equilibrium fails.
The breath collapses and tunnels through the passage way.
White-hot engorged air fuming with noise.
The sympathy of the bowels I've left, refracted by my tears.
A hollow boom from the sandy cleft.
The bulkhead heating up until I'm scared to go on.
from The Odd
released August 3, 2022
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