beyond the bridge of sighs

head up

heal these lesions, heal this heart, heal an unrequited ambivalence others may never come to perceive

on a jagged shoal.

heed these words, dear providence 

from an acolyte, from an island, at the top of a hill, and cypress trees abound

ensconced in a left coast bay

smothered in coastal fog, at dawn

before seagulls skitter and forage amongst a bounty, within sea spray 

one sees a beacon

beyond the bridge

the bridge of sighs

in the shimmering dawn

i kiss these wounds --yes me,  every one of them! they shall not suppurate. not a single wound

not a single one

shall live to see another day

to ever be mired in its own turmoil again

oh, no

instead, the gatekeeper has arrived

humble in his abode

his emollients in tow

she's the breath of every breath he takes

in this empyreal realm 

you now call home