.knight's.tour.

why do we purchase one-way tickets back home?
an errant knight's tour come back around
jumping over black and white squares
blending all together into familiar grey sidewalk slabs

Remaining Separate from What One Loves Deeply*

Don't believe me
if I'm cold, far
as the moon from you.

I wanted your love
but I'd only ruin it.






*line from Louise Gluck's poem, "Telemachus' Guilt."