RED

Most of the time
like a cigarette break 'round midnight
like a firefly texting on the porch
Call occupants of the universe
attracting creepy creatures   
crawl on the ground

Sometimes
like a night of Gala at Opera House
like a glass of wine
sparkling
Feel glamorous
traveling down
to the stage
Word after word,
line after line,
play Chinese characters
Long silk dress rips
sounds sorrowful
like Stradivarius
Then ears of the blind
catch notes and imagine melody
like the deaf does

But everyday
like Cinderella with a broom,
a bloom to the ball
waiting, wanting to be picked up by
pumpkin faith to turn
a glass shoe salvation
the only one ticket to
I BELONG TO YOU
Hate smoke
No iphone
Alcohol, barely torelated
No silk dress
No Stradivarius
Just sitting here by ashes of my past
of illegal dumping
where everybody thinks
carbon emission of own
is green and clean
Then open your heart
next to me
tomb empty
joy you see
kind of glory



 


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