Sidewinder  

 


Do you ever see
planets colliding
in explosive energy
leaving images
so slightly
behind lit up, skeletal
trees
I do
it's a reminder
of what we could've been
life is like a sidewinder
it strikes when you don't see.


Many years have passed
but in my dreams
it's ever to last
every night it seems
echoes of the blast
run in cacophonies
your image burns the cast
in all depictions of me.


What am I
what have I become
two blind eyes
that march
to an empty drum
void in the skies
where saturn's rings
run into one
orbital in flight
of a life
once lived
now gone .