In graceless acquiescence I accept this lot of life
this careless betrayal of thought and aspiration
the ship disappears on far horizon to tempest sea
the last echoes of keened karakia fade to far-flung isles
embers die in funeral fires midst ashen lips and bitter tongue
yielding ungainly submission to universal whim
unsighted prescience given unspoken benediction
the mist has failed to rise from the water
the clouds obscure the sun in wet cotton-heavy uncertainty
drapes of enigmatic form under silent domed firmament
In unkempt admission I consent to this condemnation
this casual perfidy of obdurate actuality
authenticity in the physics of a vanishing light
Moribund
