Free Range Light Shows

Detach the heart from the heart filled goodbyes

Destinations in motions the memories kept like a prize clasped too tight

I'm fading with the colors of your pictures

Muted memorials of the moon, stars and the skies

Her face painted Monet against endless summers

Sun too skilled to set and eyes to pure, shining long after the lights die

 Forevers found too soon, and realized too late

To feel sad umbrellaing the midnight entanglements from practice test dummies

Suited up only to discard by the following afternoon

Deadly routines binding the true in gravity falls with stones rolling onward

Rolling thunder as love falls close patiently avoiding the proper channels

Bleeding wallets as heart shaped dollar signs reign in furnaced mouths of death

Burnt ambitions to polish coal into domestic hurdles too high to jump and too deadly to climb

Burn me while I'm not looking

Burn me to sleep