Standing there, soaking wet,
suddenly I saw Pegasus
streak across that orange and red sky,
bound for the heavens
before he would return again
to his perch hidden
in the jagged skyline of Dallas.
Trails of green blinked on and off
as the sky faded to morning blue
and the red blaze washed pale orange
and then gray where city meets sky.
Having made his morning flight,
I watched him soar back into place,
frosty crystals of heated breath
falling gently on highway beasts.
His face reflected everywhere
in the looking glass buildings;
a thin line of white the only trace
of his early morning survey
of the waking city.
Colorless buildings come alive,
Their yellow eyes opening slowly
one by one
as the serpents’ eyes crawl
closer to the ground
and the Dragon drifts dreamily
off to sleep.
Metallic beasties sneak into the city
seeking temporary respite
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