Bending Light

There’s a crack in the dark sky

And across the universal divide

Splitting deviant proclamations

Into beams of light that bend and slide.

Wrecking ball swings on high

Misses grand structures of thought

Old hard patterns prohibiting flight

Black crow lets out a loud squawk

Rusted worn gears, teeth broken off

Slipping and knocking with no rhyme

Echoes of greatness fade in the din

Disjointed positions of six and nine.

Intelligent life springs up from below

Arc of a shooting star lights the sky

Dividing darkness and darkness in two

And light falls into the universal divide.

© 2010 Dayvid Graybill