Zélé August Sidewalk Poem

Everything’s burning away in this moment,
On the altar of this starry-ball
To consume copious amounts of courage
While falling into your arms weeping
And dancing from the tips of our toes
To the end of our nose, fervently.
Weeping turns into bursts of laughter
And NOW becomes forever after
And the thought was forgotten,
And the breath burned.

Created at Zélé Café Poetry Night
Sunday, August 26, 2007