Moment

Then all of the sudden I dont want to talk about anything the words resume in an empty space where facades switch one after the other fast an precipitated in a near distance 

I am aware I can see all this

but I am an expectator 

a witness of the cosmic choice 

unfolding an unresting 

generous engine of the peculiar 

the evening is trading time of the stars an their fellows 

the displacement of my wings a conversation with a God that I belong to and that I have stare in the distance admiring the path 

also

and as well 

like the children following the brightest light in the neighborhood skies 

every where and every time while the dusk 

the dusk 

the dusk

the dusk culmination the volume of your heart and mine 

blended on a bender fast 

another wall and another shift to another color to another wall to another shift

I am here and I will be 

I will be 

here I am.

by The Shortfellow

New York City

05/04/15