(n.walusko)





When I saw you in a



Mirror humming like a



Jet plane coming overhead



A rooftop faraway at night



Coming coming coming bright



Like a swirly eye-shape on



A simulated wood-grain god



In a dazzling form of flames



Recurring dream where I saw you



And nothing happens but I do



See the sun



In your heart



Feel the shine



Above



And if she laughs with happy



Little bubble colors



Bursting silent like a star



Shut your eyes and some things change



Skeletons will rearrange



See the sun



In your heart



Feel the shine



Above



Shine. . .