At night time a screech owl swoops down
and raises my heart from chest
a fish plucked from the water
that fast
random people in their cars
see my heart
rise in lights
flash over the highway
clouds cover the moon
I loose sight of lights from the town
settle into the dessert
the day's done
the town's stirred the fire
old shadows slip out of the silos
train whistles worship the distance
the brush rattling brings my old friends
coals bruise under the wind
weeds tumble into the moonlight
motes rise from
pried open
sarcophagi right when my eyes close
my buddies all tumble and swirl
and regain their place by my side
thick as thieves, thinner than fog now
in the morning an eagle swoops down
and puts my heart in its place
amber gris to waves returned
the doom always resumes then
that fast