an event horizon

Around The Bend

use my imagination
to shape an elemental silhouette of you
out of the tungsten clouds periodically shifting across the horizon,
as you stand somewhere beyond an imaginary line,
in a dusky field, in an aluminum light,
at an impermanent distance,
varying with my own movement,
despite your own fixed position

you,
out of sight, but never out of mind

me,
comforted by the science that reminds,
it is only the curvature of the earth
that has come between us

note: the earth's surface curves at approximately 8 inches per mile