Friday, February 24, 2017

The Winter Carnival Lights Are Out

Out beyond the clouds, 
satellites broadcast images back to earth.
Voices are heard beneath the whirring of an invisible engine.

Arguments are made.
Like a lost truth, or a dismissed dream, words are forgotten.
The winter carnival lights are out; the Ferris wheel is shut down.

Our eyes adjust to the darkness.
Nothing moves, no one wakes, everyone sleeps.
The snowdrifts are deep at night.