Wednesday, August 1, 2012


Midst of the night. The moon, the watchman
rolled in a cloud to sway in the dreams.
Darkly skies. Cicadas - so loud.
A storm's approaching. The vision's dim.

Suddenly - burst! Zeus is throwing
magnetic spikes cause the earth
the seizure between lighting explosions life's rebirth.

I keep my eyes open, awaiting for a shift,
trying to fit in my questions and answers,
the faces, the plots - before new rain hits
to rinse toxic vibes and turn into...fireworks!

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