Severely Ordinary

 

Severely Ordinary

 

is the sunrise,

as mundane as the next fence post.

The stars try to hold on,

the starlings the same.

But the universe will soon transform to ocean.

The ocean soon to be set on fire.

Ablaze, it crackles like hills of sand.

Silhouettes crawl by flames,

calling to the sandhills of which they came.

Turn around called the coyote,

So I did.

To see her gold and glowing,

galvanized by smoking clouds,

shifting to forgetfulness.

Written in timelessness so not to forget,

maybe it’s not so ordinary after all.