byMike Austin
once more
at the abyss
drawing me
into its seduction
sucking me
in
with a sirene call
woman on a white horse
with pinpoint eyes
looking down
as i smell the blooming
meadow
beckoning
me
to come
to her
i fear to lose myself
as i drift
beyond
this
and a rock hits the boulder
far below
© 2004 Mike Austin