[Neuromancer]

now the gray
waiting
harsh winds
bare snow

[Neuromancer]

stern
vestments
bind our
unbridled
need

[Kay Syrah]

reflective

silver days are
blanks that await
the strike

that shapes
the commerorative
message upon the
medallion prepared

in metal that remembers
both the melting fire
and the cold confines
of the mold's

restraint.

[Kay Syrah]

then

the marble
celebrates its
noble brief,
in stone that
feels the heat
of the sculptor's
hand and holds
its fire forever,
never again
surrending
to the cold.
warm to the touch
that shapes
the stone that waits.