Intersection

Intersection
by Salma Maref
-Descending-
Though the luster
of pale truism,
gull’s echoes
piercing the haze,
Hung,
by mercurial promises
clustered
on a tide
of unpredictability.
Yet,
Bleeding
to catch
a breath of freedom
from within.
-dim-
and still evoked,
In the gale
scattered beneath,
rage of the foam.