Yet another one instigated by reality.
He had a golden hour that stretched for 14 days
when her footsteps kept rhythm
to his sinking, tinkering grin
he missed her aorta by inches
and she overthrew an interceptor’s reach
He won the cup for the under-valued,
she praised his masterful gait in the Herald
But that golden hour dimmed,
still shriveling until,
I suspect they both
forget the lease expires
today the officials decide
that magic is wrong.
–yiqi 5 august 09 5:02pm