Circa 2014: Survival [ReWrite of Circa 1999]

for the Citizens of the Universe
i hear survival being spun in textones of lifelong anecdotes

adorned by 21st century griots, soul companions of the cosmos

telling time, “light years in time, ahead of our time”

by word of mouth

Shining through an azure blurred by the sea of anonymous faces i see

all around me

                                                     Like the sun

                             none necessarily standing out but all remembered
somehow. & i know, when gabriel’s horn blows, we best be ready to go.