Chapters In Fog

an ultimatum
is a funny
way of saying
that you are tired
of stars exploding in
your face.

not so beautiful
now?

swirled in
fog a light
catches in the
rearview
mirror
and i am
stunned by
a truth
i never
wanted.

"i don’t know
because
i don’t WANT
to know."

steeped so
long in a
blissful ignorance. . .
it hurts to know
but perhaps
the next chapter
can be far better
than the last.

hopefully a sea green
opposed to that tormented
black that marked
every day with a slash.

i need this,
but i am not
sure if
i want it.

end
akm.