After Dark

Well we went way back into our heads and we saw all our old

empires and effigies airing out

in ruins amongst canary-headed ballerinas,

brittle bones popping,

crackling as they roasted.

The fat sizzled.

Cradled in the flames we found

antique ribbons long forgotten.

We discovered desires,

dumb dreams of dreary days and

fears we didn’t know we were

supposed to have.

We understood love and lilies and

how to play the oboe.

We knew; we rejected our prejudice, our weakness.

We were inventors

scientists

lovers

poets.

We were fortune-tellers

we were

God

Goddess

Devil and

Creator.

We forgot it all

before our heads left the pillow.