I looked into a covered mirror and found the face of mortality staring back at me--Oh, go away!

I feel the weight
of all I've yet to be
etching my bones
like acid tears--
The best of my
intentions blaze
in the dark-star
crucible of fear--

My heart has set
a far horizon
as the finish line
to legacy--
I hope to leave
some lasting trace
to mark the place
I dared be me--

No stone wants
to sink beneath
the silver liquid
just at dawn--
No man wants
to fade to black
a ghost while living
that doesn't belong--

If only heart and mind--
and my spirit's cage--
were equally partnered,
glove and fist--
I'd scrawl my vision
across the void
and make my name
a cometary epithet--

Betraying flesh
denies desire,
and fails ambition's
adamant will--
My soul is longing
for the hidden country
where dreams take flight
on wings of steel--