Ancient

Shadows splayed, branches shape, rays break. 
Ancient wakes weaving snakes. Milky way.

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Look, smile.
Head shake slight.

Make my way.

Shadows mold, 
heat holds.

Past her, I pace. 
Mirage dissipates.

Feet pound. Time gone.

I know better! I know, I know better!

Sista sits. Watches me, knowingly.

I hear you Aunty, you caught me blindly.

I see what might be.

© Nathalie Sallegren