​
​In my new day.
​I am someone else.
​No longer attached
​to the black shadows.
​And wise enough
​to recognize the woven sun.
​Soaked through
​with love and hate.
​I cast some
​shadows of my own.
​Engraved in the
​streets I walk.
​The sun smiles at me
​Such blood – sizzling
​days, I thought.