[Rhys Langston]:

if we envision
in this languid crepuscule
a tow-colored klieg light
upon a shuttering movement
tracing brocken spectres
delusory bay bridges of
our lives’ peninsulas
trafficking the effusive,
if it so let the grid lock be Euclidean
and the imprints and treads
traces unkempt by the tragedians

[Rhys Langston & Pioneer 11]:

anomaly detected, my ideal
I’m the only guest staying out here
golden hour
golden hour,
it never gets old
it’s ours

[nahhphet]:

the hour where the high would leave me
the quiet sigh I wouldn't speak of
as the mind deleted the sight of what times before receded
infinite previousness
the together piecing of the blind man’s thesis

swept down from the mountain to beaches
at the hour of final greetings
what was drawn in the sandy line, anemic
briny as the isle/aisle’s kind beaming
still not quite well-received

no this is the hour of the myth of easing /
what I mistook for my breathing,
bereft -
the figure off the easel leapt to life
(as) mirror of the jester’s needle, message-like
sans its own meaning:
reflections unsteady glee v.
crash of sea by kestrel’s singing, weaponized
pierced the tome we put belief in, to roll on like ebonite
where mark of the wound was leather-tight, replete as
the weakest quote from the acolyte's speeches

[Rhys Langston & Pioneer 11]:

golden hour
golden hour,
it never gets old
it’s ours

[Rhys Langston]:

if we envision
in this languid crepuscule
a tow-colored klieg light
upon a shuttering movement
tracing brocken spectres
delusory bay bridges of
our lives’ peninsulas
trafficking the effusive,
if it so let the grid lock be Euclidean
and the imprints and treads
traces unkempt by the tragedians

this is hour of expiring meters
in the firehouse yelling out slice of life theatre
twirling a blowtorch in a walk-in freezer
saltpeter in a beaker
in a darkroom where our negatives express
within the chemical treatments
breaking the gentlemen’s agreements
refusing tenancy of convict leasing
into the escape hatch
unto the hyper-oxygenated betweenness
the theorist unlatching abstracts
from the beginning of their theories
the course corrected with its syllabus and materials
a student rewriting the standards
to free a Black, incandescent people
a meager surplus, a house upon wheels
the labor repatriated to rightful buried antecedents
whose carbon blooms in thermodynamic gynodioecious
low-hanging light glinting on our facial features