Dead to himself,

he stepped on the ice

 

Cracks beginning

to form

 

Transcendence rejected,

skating a path

 

In search of time

forlorn

 

Crossing each memory,

forgiveness in sight

 

Each step,

a weighted cost

 

Redemption melting,

 all hope in denial

 

Last chance

—to come across

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)