into the distance, a ribbon of black

stretched to the point of no turning back

A flight of fancy on a windswept field Standing alone my senses reeled A fatal attraction is holding me fast How can I escape this irresistible grasp Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies tonge- tied and twisted, just an earth bound misfit, I Ice is forming on the tips of my wings Unheeded warnings, I thought, I thought of everything No navigator to find my way home unladened, empty, and turned to stone