Mist Past:

put tears of sun into glass of tears
raining impoverished soliloquies
balance falling curious symbols
slice the sea into
symmetrical colors
while you rip apart elastic
folds of moon illustrations.
whispers contained in your personal coffin
squeeze each rusty cloud, poring solid vapors streaming on the celestial
canvas
crown the forbidden metaphors
light the strings holding loose the stars in the quilt of blackness
store your dreams as future visions