WRITE UNDER THE MOON

Midnight News

Far beyond home

Midnight News — Photo by Leonardo Yip on Unsplash

After midnight
far beyond static horizons
it speaks shadows
over hazy hours —
I remember when
melted sunshine
altered our patterns
with ancient amber tones
peeling and pulsing
streaming messages
to human ears
inside human minds
yet spoke words that balanced time
for minutes of moments—
it reminded me of when I saw you
speaking the news
falling into failings
of implied freedoms
of lying fit
once fancy
and feathered
ready to see
not so ready to know

Later packed full of stars
it’s now etched on
every bone
we walk like fossils
roaming rows
of grief-stricken alleyways
wearing fine suits
woven in inedible velvet lies
and leather hides
minus creative hues
we look cunning
but our tears turn to mirrors
and our voice dies from distance
just singing the…