First Light
black and white picture of an
austrian girl with a torn coat
watching angels drown sinners
to see if they float.
arms of clouds folded in a
white alabaster.
blackened charcoal burns into the sky
faster and faster.
yet still the museum curator seekes to find.
recessed lighting on the wall behind.
but all he found was white and black.
to hang a picture of a girl on a tack.
while outside lamps look down
with dizzy heads.
words over cobble stones that have
been said.
contrasted by copper wheels
that charge at night.
nocturnal powerlines reserve
the light.
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