Yesterday, 01:33 AM
The sun beams at me
A far-off candle’s spotlight seen
Via gradient of eyelid veins
I am still
Breathing in silence, expectant
An afternoon’s overture begins to rise
Car horns blare in opening
Wood winds play with flame-bright leaves
A snare drum rallentando of stranger’s steps
The orchestra sits as audience
Performance in the round reversed
I am on stage, in spotlight center
My nerves vibrate slowly, tugged by the breeze
A melodious harp of my own sinew
Harmonizes with muscles to ease their grip
A loosened breath
First of the day
A note in a symphonic swell
Then
burbled
electronic trills.
A notification from my responsible self
I return to the shade of the building
My fingers seek a warm portion of my pocket
Remaining heat from sunlight
Clings to the leather of my coat
As a folded program, or ticket stub
A reminder of peace
I find it, and hold it
Long after I can recall the tune
I find myself humming
Without knowing why
A far-off candle’s spotlight seen
Via gradient of eyelid veins
I am still
Breathing in silence, expectant
An afternoon’s overture begins to rise
Car horns blare in opening
Wood winds play with flame-bright leaves
A snare drum rallentando of stranger’s steps
The orchestra sits as audience
Performance in the round reversed
I am on stage, in spotlight center
My nerves vibrate slowly, tugged by the breeze
A melodious harp of my own sinew
Harmonizes with muscles to ease their grip
A loosened breath
First of the day
A note in a symphonic swell
Then
burbled
electronic trills.
A notification from my responsible self
I return to the shade of the building
My fingers seek a warm portion of my pocket
Remaining heat from sunlight
Clings to the leather of my coat
As a folded program, or ticket stub
A reminder of peace
I find it, and hold it
Long after I can recall the tune
I find myself humming
Without knowing why