(n.walusko)


When I saw you in a

Mirror humming like a

Jet plane coming overhead

A rooftop faraway at night

Coming coming coming bright

Like a swirly eye-shape on

A simulated wood-grain god

In a dazzling form of flames

Recurring dream where I saw you

And nothing happens but I do

See the sun

In your heart

Feel the shine

Above

And if she laughs with happy

Little bubble colors

Bursting silent like a star

Shut your eyes and some things change

Skeletons will rearrange

See the sun

In your heart

Feel the shine

Above

Shine. . .