Regina and the Sunrise

Her smile stacked up
like a pile of gym equipment
encouraging a thoughtless splendor

Her clouds swollen gray
no space for a star
She sat dumbfounded by her grief

her eyes running out of time
twisting in place
But her mind finds
a calm moment
within which to despair

One more conclusion will find its place
amidst stars of confusion

All the bright solid colors of the sky
emblazoned to her eyes
like melted crayons on an oil slick

Her ideas sprawled the landscape
to come up bare and bleeding
Her smile Folded like a spineless hand of cards
as she looked up
to see the sun was missing from a clear blue morning sky

And there she pondered what she stole
her sunrise fading
her smile a silver candy wrapper
oozing with the satisfaction
of a rich dark chocolate