Look at the Sky - April 9, 2026
- Gary Hunter
- 5 hours ago
- 1 min read
the morning slips under
a milk spill on blue carpet sky
a sun-cloud cocktail of
strange taste and feeling
a dim world where shadows
brighten, this dusk-daylight
when the nocturnal open an eye
and the diurnal let an eyelid slip
stuck in this muted interface
the world is gray, quiet and
I’m grounded as the hours pass
inside a blanket-covered mirror
ooooh but then
the sun bursts forth
some things run and hide
others look up at the sky
I am suddenly
cleared for takeoff
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