Just Touch the Wizardry of the Moment
by Jeffrey Winke
This shiny black night
With its colored birds and neon nature
Reminds the summer that it is us
There is juke box music and restless cars
But it does not matter
Because I am in your deep night
Where meteorites and lightning bolts
Just touch the wizardry of the moment
To each other. . .
We are alive tonight.
~ previously published in the Third Coast Archives and
in an opus to the likes of all