Fire To Firmament

These shoes fit me painfully perfect, I’ve learned
So I walk in them willingly

The right height for to carry me
I keep watch above the clouds and toes tied to Mother Earth

My spirit bird, a Phoenix

Mythical and real
Charred from technicolor determination

To fly at all times toward the truth
To flit back and forth from fire to firmament

The Ask

I know what I want
Should I first ask to depose the light?

Let it chase me round and round
Me — play hard to get?

But at this point in human history
For what purpose?

With time unubiquitous
If not now, when?

With stars and firmament acting finite
To what end?

Still Be

Stepped outside
It’s still enough
Breezeless
To allow me
My fragility

Impatiens still patient
Street lights still willing
At this hour
This darker season
Giving to me

Courage
Calm in my craze
Righted in this firmament
Glad for Sun and for Moon
Still