The Sky’s Ablaze

The Sky’s Ablaze
1st attempt

from Dan Miller’s suggestion:
From Was (not was) –

My father used to take a drink or two when I was young
It was then hallucinations always dangled from his tongue
The sky’s ablaze with ladies’ legs he used to say
They’re kicking from the clouds
Shoes fall thru the morning haze & splat like eggs amongst the crowds
“Can you see them, son?” my father asked
“Now they’re dancing plain as day”….

This piece, The Sky’s Ablaze, is part of an ongoing series, In Like a Lion, an
interactive project for the month of March where works are produced based on suggestions on my
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