Sundowning
Emily Reo
Something familiar
Caught in a smoke screen
Locked in a mirror
Swallowed the key
Bound by a ceiling
Inside an aviary filled with memories set free
Buried the day glow
Under the willow
Mind’s eye in shadow
We saw the same ghost
Tasting September
Cinnamon cherry
I can’t remember
What I can’t see
It’s arbitrary
At the will of chemicals that rule my sanity
Buried the day glow
Under the willow
Mind’s eye in shadow
We saw the same ghost
Luminous eclipse superstitious static at night
I’ve got my lucky penny, library book and planets aligned
Like alchemy
And I feel kaleidoscope premonitions fragmenting time
And see a movie screen
A scene from a dream playing in rewind
It’s imaginary
Buried the day glow
Under the willow
Mind’s eye in shadow
We saw the same ghost
Wind becoming stone
Bowing wishes from my eyelash
Can all that I'm forgetting erase me