Pajo--Walking through the dark

walk through the dark
walk with dark eyes to see
move through the black
move with black wings that beat
dark sounds of night
running black dark feet
restless and worn
boat in the rainy lake
tossing and turn
against the shore's stake
flooding and drown
like the love we make
where once was three
now is but only two
where once was three
now is but only two