Sunday, October 3, 2010

Starlight

fireflies are the guardians

that keep vigil through the rain

their steady glow must undergo

the things that never change.

Starlight is a bride of June

she pushes ivory after dark,

the songs she makes

the things we take

and plunge into our hearts.

There's nothing left to say today

no turning back this untimely dance

no regrets, just cigarettes

in love and war

and games of chance.

My beloved,

are your roaring, darling?

are you mending summer's dress?

your stow-aways are numbered days

in this madness you've confessed.

In passed lives you took a world by storm

touched by angels in the sky

your reprieve and reverie

continued when you died.

Starlight is a comet passing

she's goddamn brilliant on the page

and timeless through

these things we do

as everything begins to change.


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