The way is long and hard

Like who?
neither remembers
but hammers
stubborn gold
from mesa skies
like the years do
because heat
makes the rules
for maps
and for memories
like poor who?
you moon!
hating being
another mirror
forever and never
again, to be
you, to be new

(From my notebook.
For Peter Green. Thank you.)

photo credits
(where not otherwise credited)

“Window” / photograph by Ivan Popovych on Shutterstock
“Broken windows” (footer) / photo & design done by GP using Canva