AN ECHO

I sail on waves;

my apparition follows.

Unstuck, unscathed

wild in chase.

 

Voice beset,

mirrors, beget.

Intent in sight,

ahead and behind;

races and sweeps

across my mind.

Falters, totters,

lurches and slips.

Upon inflicts a score of clips.

Brushes past and loops in hitches;

dips and drowns

and floats atop hitches.

The echo deepens,

frozen in frost;

hunts me down when

dazed and lost.

Smoke of chagrin melts away;

unveils the wall

bathed in trance.

The echo deepens,

frozen in frost;

takes a stance,

dead on chance.

It whacks and strikes

and returns to me.

An echo so deafening;

it coalesces into me.