reach down

found my stigmata
in a cereal box
but the decoder wouldn't spin
guess i'll reach down again
and drag the blue night out
black fist fixed with hope
betwixt blinding white notes
of stars strung on guitars
bending light into old
while playing youth
like a breeze breaks trees
(the hurricane truth)
disaster zones spring up
with each steely-eyed sip
this prize isn't it

guess i'll reach down again