the way the sky opens that
gaping, endless mouth
hungry, forever—
maybe I could do that
maybe I could be that
what wants to end?
who?
I could stretch on forever
a sunset, a horizon
beautiful, forever—

how many ways can I say
neverending? 
how many ways can I describe it?

the sky, gray and dark and heavy
clouds I can draw, easy to understand
the mouth only I see
lightning teeth, rattlesnake laugh
chasing, forever
chasing what?
who?
still beautiful in all that shadow
beautiful for all the ache and hunger

maybe I could be that