by Jack Hoye

While your still cool eyes remain vacant  

and your head lain – unconscious creature – 

I will take leave in so slight patience –  

merely disappear into ether.  

And in your sleep – if I shall saunter –  

I let leave a trail of my entrails  

as I trace my lorn feet and fingers 

on the ground of your soft sunken braille. 

The life in me drips in reflections  

whirling deep in retention of you – 

light lune of masterful inception – 

lost in your fever dream fantasy.  

These hallucinations lay and steep – 

wordless and in one thousand visions  

a storm alive inside the amber sleep – 

the mirror of your fire enchantment.  

ABOUT THE AUTHOR & ARTIST

Jack Hoye is a passionate creative from the suburbs of New York City, studying Entertainment & Arts Management at Westphal College of Media Arts & Design of Drexel University. Jack has been published in various editions of Soupstone Literary Magazine and Maya Literary Magazine throughout his secondary and higher education. Original student films of his have also been featured in international film festivals, including The All American High School Film Festival – through which he and his collaborators were nominated for Best Editing at the 2017 Teen Indie Awards. At the moment, Jack continues to study, create, and consume media in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.