yonder, where shadows wander
reclined to surrender softly
upon a breath of hush
inhaling the linger
the art of letting go
pulling at the sleeves
as the cloak of night
unfastens its heavy coat
unspooling the silence
the peace is fading
echoing the horizon
replaced by a colder space
with the ink’s tongue
waiting into purgatory
yonder, where shadows wander










