Tonight I saw a painting;
Told me:
Everything
Is going to be
Alright
Again.
Told me
Copper Things
And
Gold Things,
With sparse silver
Strokes
And top-notes
Glistening in
Sheer
Polyurethane.
The texture said:
Heat will rise
Into dark
Before
The sun will
See it.
The sun
Will see
Me
Again
Someday,
Too.
