If I could find the brightest morning,
I would keep it in a bottle
So maybe someday I could inject it
Into my bloodstream.
Let it pump my heart like sound waves
And shake my bones as bass lines.
Crystalize my irises and bathe me
From the knot in my neck tie
To the tip of my cane.
I would pour it on like shoe shine
So my footsteps would sound right
And seem to float and dance like driftwood.
If I could find the brightest morning
It would be my nitro-glycerin
It would flash like
Burning bursting birthing stars.
I would catch in my palms
Then throw it in the air and pretend it's July.
If I could find the brightest morning
I'd forget it, then laugh, then cry.
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