Chorus of Blue

Mourning the Drop- Like dew, evaporatedDissipating: a flock of birdsScattered in the sun Or- Spinning through a rainstormThe the halted quiet: overpassAll the mercy in that momentIn an instant: gone. What sudden sadness is this?Thick and wavering;The weight of my lament:This crushing heart-song? All those chemicalsSwirling indiscriminateSo wicked, so heartless With a wave of disregard Rise up! I say. Welcome!What joy! What merriment! Dopamine! Oxytocin! Come! Come! Come! Taunting me with alwaysAnd leaving me with never; He made us in pairs, they sayHow cruel, says the heart.

Thunder claps and groans:
Drives me -in a frenzy-
to the balcony
A deluge of rain
splashing
along the mosaic banister

I arrange crates
coffee
pillows
the tiny glass table
I have grown to love

Light cheap incense
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I.

Someone has gotten them
all up in a fuss:

The birds are barking
madly! And I consider large beaks
and small
obnoxious eyes. Perhaps.

There are many names
for these sounds
and many sounds

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There-
beyond the gravel mound
An impact!
Horns blaring against one another
I look for
listen for other things

as the cars pick up
and move on
those I cannot see
and those that I can

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