A sprig of green
On concrete sky
The world we make
Makes nature sigh
On concrete sky
The world we make
Makes nature sigh
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It Is What It Never Was
In these hallways
I’ve created oh-so-many worlds
For the dream factory
To film its stories
I’ve created oh-so-many worlds
For the dream factory
To film its stories
Police stations
And hospitals
Apartment buildings
And condemned spaces
Secret headquarters
And schools of magic
When the Flash Came
When the flash came
I had just cleared the fourth floor
Confident everyone had made it to the shelter
The steel door closed behind them
I had just cleared the fourth floor
Confident everyone had made it to the shelter
The steel door closed behind them
When the flash came
Night became a day like no other
Just several seconds long
With the intensity of a hundred suns
When the flash came
I was happy not to be in a doorway
As I watched the paint sizzle
In the nuclear sunlight
Unconfined Light
I remind myself
The light at the end of the tunnel
Is only light
The light at the end of the tunnel
Is only light
And the tunnel
Is only the sum of my fears
Confining me
Corridor Dreaming
I dream of corridors
Every one different
But all the same
Every one different
But all the same
The light is soft
Though harsh
Streaming in
Through doors
All open
On the right
An inviting light
Nonetheless too bright
And as I tread
Ever-so-gingerly
Down the corridor
Walled In
In this walled-in world
With dimmest light
And darkest shadow
With dimmest light
And darkest shadow
I close my eyes
And dream of sky
Pretend there’s green
Hear the song
Feel the breeze
And the sun’s blue rays
Dimmed Lights
My heart goes out
To lights dimmed
Residing in
Dark places
Their power
Long relinquished
To lights dimmed
Residing in
Dark places
Their power
Long relinquished
A pattern played
Their brightness seized
Turned back on them
A harsher light
By broken souls
Who feed on other’s weakness
The battles of opposites
Paint peels
Algae grows
Algae grows
The Rain
The Sun
The Cold
The Heat
In the many battles of opposites
Nothing lasts forever
Except balance
Imagination
At first
I saw a concrete wall
Brightly painted
With a few cracks
Rain saturated
I saw a concrete wall
Brightly painted
With a few cracks
Rain saturated
But on closer inspection
I realized
It was the surface
Of a turquoise planet
Where a river once ran
Along a cerulean canyon
Carved through southern aqua badlands
Soft Light
The focus is a fair bit out
And the image over-sharpened
But I like the way
The soft light plays
Casting shadows from the leaves
And the image over-sharpened
But I like the way
The soft light plays
Casting shadows from the leaves
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