Kit Kelen #513 - ephemera

513

ephemera

let mind into the vanishing

limbs of the climb

are to ash

follow this trail of light

fish for a shimmer

where the tide goes out

and the sun lies spent

here's thin air

the words are lit

we bodies bear

the lost live

in the pages turned

only the moment

conjures

work that's finished

is already gone

have absence for a heart

there's light

consult with the ephemera

end of the trail

a notable absence

we are to this

fall

rise again

the show's all paper

set to burn

great to be gone this way

I am

all are

ephemera