vigil scorpio


	i

	sand sifts through our fingers
	the limits of vision
	our horizon begins without edges
	confined by silence and skin


	ii

	i sit in sand
	surrounded by scorpions
	
	they scrabble across bones
	atop the plateau
	    cooled by the moon
	    and closer to orion
	they keep vigil in circles slow as stars

	their tracks scrawl words in stone
	a thousand years gone
	while i wait for your return