tags: Top Flight Steno

2002

January

2002 Jan 1
Glow

The last morning, the first morning
    light touches the sky
            glow
I dreamt the City burned like a star
shattered towers, ashen, fallen,
    against the bright yellow sky
            flying
the sentinel planes like vultures
midnight steel against the sodium light glow
(like all the lamplights in the world
had been melted and smeared
across the sky like a crayon)
            The sky ran like—mercury
                            tinged gold
the inside of an eye with light shining in it
        without the stain of flowing blood
The sky flowed like a swollen river
                gold fire
And that was that
    another year spent dreaming
maybe you die every time you close your eyes
are born every time you wake
        and the world ended in a dream
    I am left with only the flickering stars

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2003

May

2003 May 13
False Promise

May has always been fraught with false promise
    dreams of love
        fire, hope
        endings
Conceived in the cradle of springs
Grown gravid then stillborn come cold winter
        And STILL I wish.

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