Review
and in doing so, renew

52 and not a flick too quick
except for each one of them
darkness and then light
and who can recall
just what the hell it all meant

Then that sun and that son
like a rumbling storm
unaware of all the passion
espoused in its wake
poured rain and reigned poor
mostly

The air smells sweet
with memory and icon
life in a vessel
brightness without light

Five times
around the sun
spinning out of control
picking up speed
and casting
legacy in its wake

...and I'm rambling again...


Copyright: Brian Pellerino 2008