Thursday, September 09, 2004

Morning In Houston

daylight slowly rises from behind the curtains
and she opens the eyes of the sleeping dead
to see her standing among the clouds

morning in houston, we all rise up from
our sleepy unconsciousness at the beckon
of the dawn; we awake from dreams of angels
and demons and starlight to fight off the
smog and pollution of this world full of traffic
this world to which the sun has brought illumination
this beautiful ghastly green and grey world

and we fight off our histories and our humanity
we hide, and wait for evening to come and
for the darkness to cover our hideousness
and flee from daylight knowing full well she will
be back for us, pulling away the veil of stars

and rising above our windows to dance
with the clouds and wake us sleepers from the dead


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