sky saving

we went out with our ice cream scoops 
to pick favorite pieces of sky.
everything has been burn pile lately
& i don't expect many more years of blue.
the jars we use are worn & the sky goes in
like jello angels. all i want to is enough sugar
to last me the rest of my life. i wish there were still
phenonmenon that still felt certain. instead, 
i boil the jars. caught a cloud & a blush of sunset. 
in this world, there has been too much 
or not enough keeping. my sky belongs to me. 
that is, until it is night & i am lonely again. 

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