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…