Memories Ii: Firelights

Fireflies twinkle in to the night little stars winking off N on each a light a sudden rush of memory Each hit me hard as tears trace the inner scars memories of a time long almost forgotten all those years ago a millennium apart go then these fire flies twinkling deep in to the night memories of family float by on a distant ark of reality far from the right all these fires flies into the eye of the storm memories a drift unmoored floating free floundering they come to me of fields in green painted in twilight chasing firelights of twinkling lighting bugs in the sultry southern night of jars holding lighting mythical in thought of long evening of dialogue between elders or the buzz of open channels lost, the cathode-ray tube hum after the national song deep into the night before each dawn, memories of burning cigarettes and regrets a millennium ago as I chase fire flies across a field of gold, the world blurs the images burn, coming fast they hurt almost to my knees as the world swims again Fireflies twinkle into the night each little sun winking on off on off repeat each a crystal light sudden rush of sharp memory hit me hard a tear traces the inner scares A memory of a time long almost forgotten all those years ago a millennium apart go then these lives fly fly far far twinkling in the night like memories of family and friends float by absently