Across the Glass
Time flies and leaves screaming
Lines
Across the glass of my future
In Swedish
Deciphering them, tedious.
It’s Greek to me.
Dancing, it dances by
On its way to Europe and the past.
The future screams and pulls at me—
I’m stuck here, in the past
In the present
Smashed against the glass.
Breath freezes in the sky
As steel birds make their rounds.
My fate is tied to theirs.
I am their burden. Their food.
Sun by sun, by star, by moon,
By continent and sea and air
I am closer
I hope.
