Headed Home

by K. Kylyra Ameringer

A water-soaked reflection

Drifts across the night

Time shadows

It catches my eye

Flying away

To melt on the far horizon.

Everyone's asleep

The world wrapped up

In casket grey

Mourning clothes

And in delicious exhaustion

I keep my watch;

I am headed home.

Back to the paths with my name

Etched in stone

Back to my corner room

Under the tree

Back to my patch of midnight

Fallen from the sky

Back to me;

I am headed home