The Fireworks and the Open Shutter Inferno

The Fireworks and the Open Shutter Inferno

Light
Set
Match
Flame
and the Inferno
ignited
and flared
and flown high
overhead.

And overhead
and in mind
I think to myself
camera in hand
and light
short but intense:
what if I could hold a moment
so rare
and quick
gone in an instant so fast,
just a short moment
my eye
a shutter
a shudder
held open
an inferno of light
and a moment
I could hold forever
like a streak
in the night
overhead.

-Matthew Koutzun

And Find Lost

And Find Lost

Spiraling upwards
Dwindling downwards
spy the eye
that sees.
Green trees
bare branches
brown bark
twisted wax.
Make nice
be kind
and settle in
to the soft soil.
Placid the water
and deep the shadows
swim in the shade
it'll conceal wounds.
The flowers are melting
sweet honey
evaporating
into nectar.
The clouds
now yellow
piss rain
and make pastel rainbows.
Make sense of their shapes
and create stories
of monster heads
and bunny tales.
Lying looking at sky
through branches
arms blocking
the movie of void.
Smell grass
and weed
and slumber into
oblivion.
Wake and catch yourself
in the moment
of being late
and flush and flustered running home.
Look back
smile
slow down
walk home.
Moments
won't come
in the future
like this.
Remember
forget
remember
and find lost.

-Matthew Koutzun