111. Goodbye, Sun! (Myshkin, 2021) · free verse
The watermelon sky’s on fucking fire
It makes me wanna cry
And sing
And dance
And die.
It just broke through some limits
To beauty
That I didn’t even know I had.
My jaw is on the floor.
I’m driving,
Aching for an open space,
Like the Arizona desert,
So I can see it in its full beauty,
But all I get is Florida rolling hills
With trees and houses and more trees.
If I just drop my plans
And stay right here for 24 hours
In this exact spot,
Will I see this sunset again?!
I’m not ready to let go,
Although the moment is passing,
Has passed,
Will soon be long gone,
Leaving in its wake
Only an orange grey tired shadow,
A plain world,
And a forever changed me.
Friday, January 15, 2021 — Alachua, FL
From Angels, Earthworms & Guitars