SuperNova Afterglow: End Of Days

Rain Obscured Life Viewed

Was going to write something for Daily Poem (he could say every day). Can't seem to keep up with the prompts lately. But, still hashing out the contest's instructions in my thoughts, I come up with something totally unsubmittable. My mind keeps going in different directions when it wants to express...


Out the window
Orange and black parka walks a leash
Russet flat cutouts twirl on stems
hung precarious, sail off
Waves of brown ponds crash
Two black circles spin about
backward-rolling chrome
Sent away by roar of compressed pistons
Fading down the street
A lamp glows inside the pane
A hollow, colorless Picasso image emerges
Looks upon a doubtful man
An organ fires inside its cylinder
Never ending, never casting off
Always, from early hours to early hours,
Viewing a streaked scene.


Rewrite:

Out the window:
Orange and black parka walks a leash.
Flat, russet cutouts twirl on stems
hung precarious,
one by one sail off.
Waves of brown ponds crash.
Two black circles spin about
backward-rolling chrome,
sent away by roar of compressed pistons,
fade down the street.
Dim lamp imbues the pane:
hollow, colorless Picasso image emerges
looks upon a doubtful man.
An organ fires inside its cylinder
never ending, never casting off.
Stalled. Wheels spun out
in the bloody mud
from early hours to early hours
viewing a streaked scene,
glass frosting over
a sound-deadened amphitheater.