Fate's Blue Epilogue

Ignition narratives from my childhood,
Rouse a new life searching for azure grief;
In the 6th grade infinity is brief
And my sister’s airborne vision returns.

Melancholy love loses its way in
The fairy-tale of my life on Maple
Boulevard in Manhattan where (I wish)
Indigo growing pains take second place.

Out of the cobalt joy reverberates
With the 219 best ways to
Come full circle and independence day
Is still in a museum of modern art.

In the cerulean midnight embers panic,
Shake and bake suburbia just because
The sapphire Rye and 9 to 5 men maim
The dancing catcher and plant summer bulbs.

I take Cinderella’s untaken road
6 years later when the navy regrets
Of the 15 month Cicadas arrive
Multiplying a blue woman’s mirrors.