Black Cat, By Dallas Clayton
As they stood holding hands
watching fireworks explode out over the waves
each silently considered the show
as a metaphor for all that life had become.
He: Loud and colorful
and bustling with strange patterns
and beautiful innovation.
She: An unavoidable spectacle charging top speed out of darkness
begging your total attention
and gone just as quickly as you think you’ve got it figured out.
As they stood holding hands
watching fireworks explode out over the waves
each silently considered the show
as a metaphor for all that life had become.
He: Loud and colorful
and bustling with strange patterns
and beautiful innovation.
She: An unavoidable spectacle charging top speed out of darkness
begging your total attention
and gone just as quickly as you think you’ve got it figured out.
