Sharp to prong

Sharp to prong,

Hazy motions,

calmness above,

need to surety.

Old age and hesitation,

Sun outside, shut door behind.

Time past not felt

but sure when gone.

To skip thoughtless, though love in hand, and love beyond.

Today was delivered, walk past there,

hoping, needing cross-out over hop scotch.

Depth in layers, melting ice cracking.

Swept and clean,

moon high,

next night stark dark.

Passion desperate,

Souls poles,

and unattained,

linger restless. Fever,

quiver, quick, over, burned, dead.