transitions

rearranging my expressions
stealing cognizance
undoing my buttons;
it was perfect until i dissolved into stardust
blew through an open pane
in the spun sugar window of obsolescence –
i sang myself dizzy &
kissed life confused full on the lips
sparkles of prisms a mite too blinding
who will i be
when the sequins fade from my dress
falling to slivers of lost glory
in the cracks between the floorboards?
it’s the end of the world as we know it and
i see a light at the end of the tunnel –
let’s chase it down and stuff it in the back pocket
of my water-logged jeans.
i’m losing my insanity
finding a neverland between worlds –
transitions are never easy