As We Walk

The sky will cover us tonight. The town crackles beneath our feet for your eyes' unsettling tilt and your luminosity in yellows and reds. Next to you, my bones shine pure white through the veil of my skin. Buildings flail in your presence blanch, and turn the stale gray of concrete. Your voice reaches out to stoplights and mailboxes, they writhe in your radiance. In one second, they are destroyed, left in humps of twisted metal, only to spring up to life once more, plain from what they have seen. Tonight, even the moon stoppers up her mouth, flowing with history and folklore at the heavy trod of your feet against the bronzed stone. Tonight the sky and earth will be silent, the dusky hues of night our only company.