Look up... Yes

There are no excuses
for ruining the metaphor,
calling it no better than
reality TV; never mind the
dreams of dreamers who paint
with words, who speak with
light and shadow and love in
laughter, live with regret,
sleep with desire...
You couldn't begin to
imagine back then
commercials for war,
commercials for peace,
an army of one,
suicides at ground zero.
I am that
frost-bitten Salina bloom
who can lift a pre-dawn
gaze to the heavens
and still see a smile.