Thursday, October 3, 2013


Uncharted waters.

Strong, acetate winds.

Blowing all the Gails away.


An October chill:

Circle route along Mishigami.

The car winds with the road.


This is the end game.

All those years ago.

The secret truth.


Leading to metaphor.




The harbor at the still.

The moment of release.

It is done.


October hauntings no more.


K.J.K.  10-3-2013