the bright and sun-filled mornings;

every dawn that breaks the horizon in angry fire;

my warm evening meal with loved ones;

a cat’s mystified stare as it ponders you;

all my gazes into every green eye –

everything feels like an end these days,

as if I walked through a door unknowingly

and moved to a different universe.

there is a riptide here that threatens

to pull me into future’s deep, ice ocean.

do I swim hard against it,

or ride it far and away from safe shores?

and will I drown either way…