Sun watching. The dreams of the world.
I am here and holding the sun together,
the edge of the night. The edge of the world.
Writer in San Francisco, CA

I saw her at the
Crossroads, black dog at her heel
A torch in her hand
Another drink, a day gone
Torch burning in the darkness
Sun watching. The dreams of the world.
I am here and holding the sun together,
the edge of the night. The edge of the world.