Opinion
to pathi
in a brown dream
i had the other day, I bear an offering
i call ‘amunu,’ that which I carry up to you,
struggling on the steep climb to darien’s peak.
you leaning away, looking tall, on the other side,
me in a dull grey skirt. the blue sea lay below,
as we glanced down at the unmoving waters,
living out the vanishing moments, as limn, time pass.
The dream faded, a shadow shimmering in the waters
set alight by the mid morn sun.
The dream faded, like betrayal
in the blink of an eye.
sumathy
january 28, 2025
