Across the dark canvas
The cracked lens seizes the sun,
Shards of light slices through the
dust–
Stretches long on the rippling dune,
Feet sink in the dry grit,
A crease in fabric flutters against the heat,
Figures stand on the
edge–
Softened by a
gust–
Scatters the
pebbles–
Spiraling towards the shadow of our feet,
The sun lowers behind the barren,
Orange light glows..
Shadows sink beneath the ground,
The night falls cool and heavy,
A brute curled tight,
Patterns darken on skin,
Lines winding like rivers,
Drying in the fading light,
Faint sparks of cold fire
scattered–
Across the dark canvas,
Blending into the night
Bionote
JK Kim is an ambitious student at Virginia Episcopal School in Lynchburg, VA. His interests lie in creative writing, particularly in short stories and poetry. During his free time, he enjoys playing golf and pursuing photography as a means of expression and inspiration.
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