Carl Setzer

Equinox

Retreating darkness
Light now slowly reclaiming
Losses of winter.

You rage against me
Simply because I exist.
Windswept barren sand.

Strange torturous song
Delight, anguish born anew
Without it we die.

Girls spend
Much time
Debating their lack,
Chewing their soul
With vigor.

Always some fault,
This culture determined
To keep their place
Defining them
By false
Inadequacy.

I desire my life
Overflowing everywhere
Centered upon love

Upon evening’s curves
Attention drifts longingly
Over her dark eyes

Facing outwards now,
Introspection no longer,
Hide no more: Act!

Today’s anger spent
I seek to make things better
Progressing forwards.

Cold wetness seeps in.
Clothing’s heaviness intense.
Seattle’s winter.