falling towards the farthest star
something happened
while the birds were away
some dreamers woke up
and said
come with us
and we'll show you
how the sun
works
then
large squares
appeared in the sky
allowing angels
to fall into the
oncoming traffic
then
running the blade
across the floor
of the tall building with
the lights turned off (or shot out)
i wore the glenn campbell mask
and there alone on the earth
began to look into the black
face of the universe
4 comments:
Sometimes, looking into the sun is like looking into the blackface of the universe. Beautiful poem. Thanks.
This poem hurt. Campbell's been dx w/Alzheimer's.
i couldn't tell you why, but this is one of my favorites. makes me feel.
oh, i just read glen campbell's wikepedia, what a guy. . . makes you wonder if this life, all the ups and downs is really worth it all?
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