Ember Days

The fire, it still glows

The ember holding on, the wilting rose

Desire in repose waking from its lullaby

Breathe the salty air

The wind moving along from here to there

Soon, it's everywhere whistling through a mountainside

Where is the moon for us?

Those who dwell in these caves in a factory gaze

When is it June for us?

Those whose permanent place is a dark alleyway

Past the frozen scene, the ocean angels hide

Remain unseen

Take refuge in between ripples in the waterline

Feed the hungry birds, their circling turning slowly into words

Every movement heard

Shining like a marquee sign

But where is the moon for us?

Those who dwell in the caves in a factory gaze

When is it June for us?

Those whose permanent place is a dark alleyway

Where is the moon for us?

Those who dwell in these caves in a factory gaze

When is it soon for us?

Those expected to wait a whole lifetime to play

When is it June for us?

Those whose permanent place is a dark alleyway