Halo

There is a game on the XBOX
that you may of heard of.
It is called “Halo.”

An amazing melding of science
and art, it combines the genius of
pizza with the absurd delight of friends,
into what can only be classified as – well,
insomnia.

But isn’t it beautiful,
thoughts and movements to joyous laughter
that bellow from the summit of a soul
till sometime far past midnight?

Aren’t they beautiful,
those recollections of the faces
that you know, and all the moments
left in the framed cases of yesterday,
gently hung inside your mind
for safe keeping?

Andrew Venegas
San Jose
SJSU
poetry