Stairs continually climbing ahead,
I am intrepid, accelerating as I launch myself.
Taking walks with penetrating steps.
Wild places are not mine, except in dreams.
Reaching forward with haunting memories
Of rooms so hot my breath was swallowed
Indelible ink writes letters never sent
Where do I resist remembering every vision?
Every canvas stretched and painted.
Images of myself lingering, wild birds fly.
My hair tinted with streaks of loss.
I am love lost but remember in the studio’s focus.
