Graffiti Sky

Pink and blue graffiti the sky

until the clouds explode confetti

and the evening party

rumbles in the horizon.

The spotlights shine 

golden line and my fingers

dance a line across the view.

My feet still sing me lullabies

of night time neon reflections

and rain puddle soliloquies.

The sky drops the curtain

and I prepare for the performance

of shooting stars

and an aerial moon spinning

from her swing. 


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