markashley1961

an empty floating

echo space expanded extensive extended
a simple drop of water
blue purple crystal in a shattered sphere
and the glint of something hidden

drifting in a pirouette pivot slow-mo glide
slipping lightly through soft sound swells
and sharp twinkles of fragmented light
pinpoint prickles of tinsel twist strands

on another street
in another town
walks wet rain pavement
and cigarette haze
in a splash splash nightlight
car light headlight stab

and it burns through
all the way
to the back
to the ache
to the muscle tension 
break break burning and tight

with the morning
the slow day morning grey
gentle steady and rising slow
with a creak unexpected
and newday ache of a forgotten tomorrow

but all is empty
and crawling back
to the sweet silent swirl
of time and time and time again
and the ever always endless
raining tomorrow