Nights Shimmer as he plays the blues
Bottom deck grief saxophone; felt like
a heart stroke; his immune system crumbles.
She smiles with face like a sunflower facing sunshine
Rays of light penetrates her pink slim lips
Curtains parted as lights dim
barefooted dancing solo;
Fulfilling arrogance; yet,
Exclusively, in his arms.
Crystallizing nicked truths, illusions
Foliage sings farewell song
Alone in the water-less forest; kind of.
Gutter of life expands;
Stage of life, the way it is,
So far, rotten alcoves.