yellow reason

why do you cry
with yellow reason washing
the fading blue
from your sky?

i watch for some resurrection
dogs run through a city alley
black door lined; cold stairs where pedestaled women
fold their gardens
scrub faces without eyes

rain falls, burns a window
unwilling to open its thought
for me - i know

September - days
fall into my hands, i smear them to a wall of
Sundays holding the weeks uninstalled
held back by a washer of windows, as a parimonious patron
stands at ease with hope
of attention - and you crying

for substance
and the return of yellow
blue dies

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011

Photo by Mike Tighe

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