Monday, February 1, 2016

Super Moon Eclipse

It's a small fire
shut inside a glass sphere
hung up towards the eastern sky
making faces
at the tides
of gatherings below
shadows glow
against the bluest canvas of warmth

It's a small family
shut inside a brick square
maps of the world lining faces
hands and feet
meat sizzles
fat dripping from mouths and chins
one seat empty
save for the weight of silence
filling up his chair

It's a small world
of gatherings and departures
fire shut inside glasses
bitten laughter
forgotten moon
pale fire in all your faces
cast in shadows
pouring light
against the night

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