Vagabond Horizon

Isabel Grace

The jagged heat rained down,
Drenching the world around.
Saturating the sky,
Refilling the oceans.
An established arrhythmia
Sang the notes,
And tunes,
Of a meticulous ballad.
I see the vagabond horizon
Dancing closer,
And closer to me.
Showing, revealing, betraying,
Its exfoliated expression
Beseeched desperation.

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