Void

Unto another, sapphire night
Cast,
All your spells –
Make those stars,
Disappear.

Or pluck out each, like
Raisins,
Off hot muffins –
Douse those fireflies,
Forever.

On its undulating, black fabric
Then,
Carve my name –
Cursive, like a calamitous
Odyssey.

In a wicker basket, hand-woven
Arrange,
Nature’s silly laws –
Erratically, like your unkept
Promises.

Let my follies be
The Noose,
That strangles –
Me, my futile hopes
Utterly.

Slowly, again, mon cher
Chant,
A lullaby soft –
So at last, I may dream
Tonight.

May 25th – 31st, 2009.