heat overwhelms me
i say i know not what i do
and in part i speak truth
when for a short time
i see angels
before my own star collapses
i rise
as i alone guide my hand
catching my own breath
then winter comes
and a tide of reality crashes back down around me
i am still and yet shaken
whole and yet somehow unsatisfied
the coals inside me die down
extinguished temporarily
and i sleep