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My Fading Horizon
Liquid pain guised soft as rain on my cut, wrinkled face
While my lone companion has ran his last race.
Snow guised as cold as rejection leads my horizon to dust
Feet as rocks and memories as clocks no one else to trust.
Fading horizon was my lover in despair and fright
Holding my hand in black, lifeless campfire nights.
Singing a lover's jagged melody to the wilds
Making up lies to justify the wicked miles.
Still, we rode the trails of youth so bare
Talked, walked the road of lovers rare.
Drinking her wine, her sweet seducing wine
Crying in morning mist oh lover, oh lover be mine.
Rivers of stolen Indians trust take me a last ride
Still be the cold, heartless winds slow be the tide.
Oh, old companion with miles of no complaint
I wish I had a gift to steal her dessert's hypnotic paint.
My fading horizon I chase no more
I'm used, abused, and suffering the more
Winged warriors gather encircled tombs
Around a final turn a death's appointment looms.
I cry a single tear and hum a fading note
I leave no lover, take no cover to face the one abode.
Hoofs cleave to and fro fast now finally slow
My breath, my death a final horizon know.
© 2016 Kenneth Avery