Solidify the Sunrise

and everyone tries
to solidify the sunrise
into stained glass and tigers eyes
angel dust crystallized
crayons and moonshine
bottled up and bootlegged
oil paints and portraits 
on canvas, false remakes

melted into silver chains
promise rings and bullet trains
golden clocks and hammered planes
mined and cut into lovers stones
diamonds set in shining gold
stuck into the fiery coals
little embers glow
and pretend to be the sun.

and while i love to play with fire 
find the colors, paint desire
breathe it, take it deep inside
reenact and symphonize 
i think today i'm quite all right 
with killing the clock
sitting down on the dock 
watch the colors dance across
and feel my heart stop.

spring 2009