A Moment in Time

A moment in Time




in the golden tinsel on the window pane
a reflection in the rain a
surge of life
in this darkness;  I cried
for you, here, here
where you could pass as Native
in the dusk we the
solemn brothers out to Sea,
carousing with the best of them -- hell
is not an option, only a
metro stop on the way
to a greater Circumspection these
days our great
hurrahs at the top of the steps Counting
backwards until
we lose Track; the turtles
crawl along
the mud bank slow in determination
and ready
for our Realization we the
afterthought
of a sudden Spasm --