Homework #2

On longer evenings
That fade to moonlight
And slip like letters into the postbox, gone -

In single moments
By great horizons
That take a heartache, and make a song -
That hold a heartache, and half a song -

In noiseless memories
That lose their details
And drift downriver, til they be wrong -

The scorching madness
That once possessed me
Is in now in embers, and not for long.