Halycon

Halycon

Hilda Coleman (Jupiter)

I am kindly haunted by
the colors that dress my mind
of purple,
pink, and yellow,
a swirl of the trix-yogurt
I used to like as a kid

at 6am today
the morning was fluorescent,
intrinsically connected to
the city,
the palettes of color
aligned to resemble art

it was simple.
it was just like when we hiked this
together, except now

I was mixed
into the sky,
adopted by nature
All I needed were wings.

As I hiked that mountain myself
my hand laid on my chest,
echoing vibrations,
blood pumping
thump, thump,
My breathe shortened, then
rose up again,
like a thermometer
up and up
I was so alive.
my wrist beeped, as it read

“200 BPM”

and all I could think about
was how alive I could feel,
without you.

Hilda Coleman (Jupiter)

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