[Poem] Three Cities

by Emmit Other

By the night of the moon

And the moon of the night

I weave a tale of hope

And of light

Of good and evil

Of wrong and of right

Three cities have always felt home

Portland

Boston

Atlanta

The latter was the last to really feel like hone

First Portland

Then Boston

Then Atlanta

But we live our lives 

In the echo of Boston

This is the choice I have made

And I realize now

That this life has been lived three times

Three timelines

Three loops of time

All intertwined on the same life

Views like dreams of diamond on a chain in shadow

Sinking ever deeper into the warm embrace

Of the Queen In Blue

The Lady of Kindness

And The Golden Red

All are real

And all are in my head

All are phantoms

And real shadows

Past the dawn of time

A birth is coming

A ring in shadow

A ring in source

a ring infinity

I choose Atlanta

I choose Boston

I choose Portland

All are real

But only one at once

And here

Here 

Here

I am in the center

I am in Boston