This time the mysteries
are worn
by too much magic
while subtle wrinkles
advance like galaxies
over sanguine dreams

Each grain of life
a promise of things to come
now ending
where it began
dancing upside down

This magic
this inertia of air
glitters against a combustible sunset
Its reflection masquerades
swarms of stars
entangled in an amethyst heaven

I lie down to the hush of frogs
My furious life
pretends nothing

My furious life
pretends nothing