FROM DREAM JOURNAL
Doomsday Dream
A view from the Death Valley Desert
January 2002

An unseen naked few
are left to track the end of daylight…
as Venus flys across the face
of a dark and bloody sunset...

a Few to share scarce pieces of found light…
to witness fallen darkness
and accept the cold without stars…

a Few to share the arrival of lasting darkness,
the final episode of night…
becalmed in an enclave of freedom…

a Few to share the journey
into the totality of darkness…
the pending cold without stars…

a Few to share the loss of foreboding visions…
and carry the memories of life
to the other side of nightmare…

a Few to keep a whelming faith onward
to a sentient dawn…
to ride a nascent flame
beyond the cold without stars