On the abandoned viaduct nearby

she chooses the abandoned viaduct
passing
while mime country eyes
sink into
the shutdown
red shattered
sunset
above the work-in-progress
never finished
construction
bird alike
&
fully
aware
of the cut

she chooses to go
& I follow
though that's not
exactly
routine
& we're not exactly on stage
this time

there are many here spirits
that choose not to stay
when sights like these
are eternal
enough
& so very
alluring
to
the altering harlequin's
mannequin
eyesight

& the viaduct opens:
the vigilante
starless
womb

inviting...
cool
& quiet...

just a few drops of sleep
& we're in

& the passing world's
musical
none of our
business