Point and
Click
I take pictures
of the universe,
snapshots with a wide-angle lens,
pictures that show me how
all the parts are related so I can
determine where I am standing.
Close-ups
reveal the inner workings,
how bees kiss a flower or a snake
on a rock consumes the sun and I
am the camera that intrudes
into this intimate intercourse.
In the end,
they are only still
pictures, soundless memories,
neurons clicking as they record
the frangible façade of life.
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What Colour is Night?
Take the blue
sky,
The yellow sun, the red sunset,
the cold white snow that blows
after green leaves turn brown.
Stir them into a pot of emotions,
pour the mixture over sleeping eyes
and you will not remember.
That will be the colour of night.