Burning metal falls indiscriminately earthward
Context — SF Giants had their fireworks show at AT&T Park last night. I saw it with someone last year.
A hundred ferrous shimmers in the air,
exploding starlike celebration roared
above the distant stadium impaired
my functioning. My hijacked brain adored
remembrance of occasion one year’s past
beside the girl whose love gave me my worth.
Apart, now, months. Persistent pain had glassed
to surface equilibrium on firth.
The rocket show boomed late into the eve
and kept me from my sleep, but not for sound,
it having given grief the strength to cleave
past will and into cavern mind resound.
Acidic sadness swallows all. Sky quakes.
as duct-taped self with mental rattle breaks.