Pillars to Apollo

When did the lightness collapse?
Where now the little zenith I misplaced?

Daydreams misloaded in a misbegotten mechanism.
Fireflies glorious in daylight, undetected.
Folly of tears collected in a basket.

And the yet unravished incandescent with desire
Teetering in yesterdays
That stand like cracked monuments.
Solemn in tomorrows

That rise like pillars to Apollo.


© Rhett Talley