Passing Light

by

Chris Lahren

big black monsoon world, hopeful and desolate.
a monster in heaven becomes the crazy theme of a rainy day,
you sit there shrieking at the sun every time it pops it?s head out of cloudy shapes.
is that God taking another soul from the earthen grave?
the moment that the sun creates the Hollywood lights from the sky,
the beams of radiant sunlight that scatter and send the swords of light to earth,
and it?s all gone as soon as you blink,
and you?re saddened by it?s passing.

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