FALLING OFF THE EDGES

Ominous smothered clouds

swagger in the tempests.

I lose myself

plummeting

toward a distant shore,

drifting into shadows

of yesterday’s rage.

I plunge in the cusp

of your black reflection,

remembering

jagged crimson souls

flashing in darkened heavens,

naked rhythm stitched

into grasping debauchery.

gusts stoking

fires erupting

stripping down

fervent bodies in

scorching summer brink,

moon spitting imagery

down my back

vast expanses

of doom

and annihilation

falling off the edges

of our whipping seas.

The last thought

I clutch

to my breast

before I disintegrate

is of you

incarcerated

in my nightmares.