Topaz and smoke blur
Into purest crystalline blue
I take the moment to watch
The setting sky, driving
In my car, windows
Down, air streaming in
Stinging my face
Hair whips into my eyes
I am blind
And the memory
Slithers and strikes
I’m supposed to call tonight
But after the storm last night
It’s all been washed away
The sun’s been out
And dried the rain
Evaporated in the air
Streaming through
My car window.

01/13/2002

Posted on 01/30/2003
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