Scopolamine

The wine that courses through my vein
Has drowned my heart and in its train
I navigate the endless blueI am a ship without a crew
Forgetfulness descends like rain.
I am a just discovered star
That floats across the empyrean —
How new and strange its contours are!
O voyage taken to the sunAn unfamiliar yet persistent hum
The background to my night’s become.
My heart has left my life behind,
The world of Shape and Form I’ve crossed,
I am saved I am lostInto the unknown am tossed,
A name without a past to find.

Catherine Pozzi