Cathexis Northwest Press

© 2018 

Awake in a Blanket of Embers

In a dream remembered, yet to dream

I followed charnel smoke

To the place between the narrowing walls

Birds unbecame

Molecules of sour air

Sweetened.

 

In that lonely place

Where endless thought unbends

The straight line meets its vanishing point

Teeth cut the thread that loops the knot

Within a world too wide for men

The hero’s journey

Ends.

 

No forward, back obscured in mist

Sky both cold and new

A hundred meter race of thoughts

Winner ill defined

Surprised, no garland waiting here

Resigned, not to start anew

The slowing end, a zircon diamond

Mined.

Jeffrey L. Mashburn is a Los Angeles social worker. He has not been previously published.