Cognition | In the Dark

Black Swan

as the purple lake
breaks into splinters of red and blue
pitch-black feathers stretching through the horizon---
my strange peculiarity thang
yellow beak scooping through the still waters
surfaced with sheets secrets and lost clues
grandeur, prowess spanning through my wings;
 un-belonging to the main stream bevy
sunset kisses the horizon lines and intersects at the midpoint where I flew