yeah, I've seen the future baby,
I know how this
will turn

indulge yourself now because
I'll give you a glimpse
and the first one's free...

in the distance the white oaks
are burning in standstill-dancing rings

the black swans
brood and beat
beneath their forms, their flames

continents filled with
ghost cities
just before the bombs start
to seed the mushroom clouds

stars falling from the
pinpricked folds of night
just in time to watch
everything go out of control

from down here
I get dizzy just trying, looking
to see the mountaintops or
the flickering sky
behind them.

a train runs through
the coast range
tonight

and I am astral weeping
over the plains of Nazca,
automatic writing
in ethereal sky...

so cut my hair and
make me reckless,
love lay with me now

when did men first
turn their eyes and rockets
toward the firmament?

we are still children
learning
of the light
and the dark

04/10/2020

Author's Note: Hello all -- yes, I still write after all these years. This is one of my more recent pieces; written April 2020. See more of my work on Instagram, handle: @cbauerwritings. Thanks for reading. Stay sane in these insane times... or don't...

Posted on 06/07/2020
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