Hesitation,
Simmering sparks of significant heat on the sulfur strand
Conducted the burst’s bellowing descent onto the base of the inevitable. Carefully, the chemicals collapsed.
A combusted, impassioned corkscrew.
Color catapulted, covering the ceiling with a careful celestial of vibrance:
Raw hues of reserved raspberry,
ripe reds with dashes of ruby.
The sky’s glitter growled gradual gasps of
combustion, glorifying the lustful holler
that eventually evolved: exploded,
enticing explicit observations from the Earthbound.
The once dark and dim became the dashing and distinctive, daring new experiences. a nebula only needing us – now.
no longer night, but a bright sky of abstract emotions: colors – no harsh words,
however hues of the heart hovering like heavenly herrings.
but below the heaven: blues bark, burgundy babbles, blasting back the daylight.
an aurora illuminating the paling iridescent,
aiding the avoidance of the arid non-artificial and the naiveté of the now. maturity mirroring that of the magnificent momentary fire in the sky. a new found distraction from the looming disastrous deadline of the sky’s delicate painting,
drifting into the deep dark. The once fickle fiasco fades, falling into the forthcoming nostalgia of the once shared sky. ash remnants falling, bound
no longer to the valley of the temporary, but forever constrained by the reality of brief circumstance and time, buried as fossils of earth’s memory,
no different than us.
James Bowie High School
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