Time’s Edges

I feel time’s edges
As summer blazes forward.
Carried by the wind.

Hansel and Gretel’s Father

Children’s voices in town
Echoes in the forest
Crying out judgement
Of deep failure, trust
Crushed, sacrifices upon
Lust’s altar. Offerings
Offered to an uncaring
Soul. Reminders of
Horrors he willingly
Inflicted upon his beloved.