A Far-Off Smile

Re-defined, unlocked, remembered,

Two decades ago is returning tonight.

Havoc, amok, revenge unhindered.

Patience, in the final round, won the fight.

Tracing paths through mercury hours...

Dark violet furrows in blue-veined white.

Through wax and wane it never sours;

We flew to the sun on a yellow kite.

A distant smile lingers, then lowers

Down from the corners of dizzying height,

The teeth, unbiting, fleetingly show us

A memory's brilliance the eyes could requite.

It drops to the floor like a knife from a hand.

Sculptures of eyes have no sense of sight,

And sculptures of tears fall hard on the sand

And flaunt a sad imitation, eerie, of light.