Laser Night
crazed
crazed neath the crazy moon
i wandered
convulsed with a craving
i didn’t understand
above the mondrian roof tops
in the chasm of the sky
the stars unfolded in a drama
of living and dying
like the crack of doom
the dawn of disaster
below the tangled
television antennae
and tenement fire escape steps
on the sidewalk
of crashed crystal dreams
the dreamer wept
your eyes were beautiful
sparkling like laser cut
diamond jewels in the
early morning light
poem by Theresa Haffner
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