Eleswhere

Horizon edges the day and night. Melded together and followed by stars. Chased sunsets in her hazel eyes. Only known as someone to despise. Streetlights planted in pavement. Gold orange halos upon where there are footsteps. Color of dark seeps into their homes as branches scratch their vinyl and painted wood. Flowers bursting are now shut tight. Like locked doors in summer shadows. Echoing roar of train and then hum cradles the distance from domed sky. Green clothed trees, nodding in the wind are carved ancient silhouettes. Moisture like dewdrops suspended Dampen skin-tender and weak. Shouts shatter the nighttime earth. Erupted clouds mask the moon, waxing. Starlight brightens in between, such mountainous disarray of silver glaring. Silence of human voices: hush coos the songs of night. Everything returns to what was as we are reinvented of what was not right.