Hope Again My Friend Poem by John Ackerman

Hope Again My Friend

warm blankets fly away
glowing pixie wings shatter
the compulsion destroys everything
charging in like a wild bull

let loose into the arena to face death
past the leering crowds
Run! Run! Run!
Rise in the night

alone
unable to fathom the incinerated heart
where is there to run
who is there for comfort

lie down in a shallow pool in the
darkest of night
the white gown and dirty braided bindings
emitting the only light

which slowly dissipates from within
he has come to watch on his steed
does contentedness engulf him?