I caught the dawn descending through a sea
of sky, its white waves frozen mid-careen
and interrupted morning thunder bending
breezes into waterfalls, pretending
all the clouds were green, until it all
demolished in my mortal gaze, erratic
angels wreaking splendor on my brain.
Left lush frictions of light running free
around occasional drops of rain, and down
the vague surge of the nonexistent sea,
an angled ray of sun that topples through
a boundless, vacant room, cold and ecstatic.