Issue 7 Going2


Jo Going

Lynx

Your paired tracks,
silent, measured,
moonlit,
still.

Alone you walk
through snow and frost
in shadow,
hidden.

All that glitters
beckons you,
all that shines
seduces.

I paint a dream
of stardust and beads,
jewels and sequins,
enchanting you near.

I wait and await
your golden eyes,
your ancient face,
your horns of light.