Thursday

 

 

I stand

   drenched

in the May Rain

     while

thoughts are spewed

and nailed to

invisible walls

where babies smile

where flowers bloom

          from moonlight

all for nothing

nothing for it all

    cold fingertips

ran across my chapped

face

    our eyes met

and everything

seemed to

m e l t

away

Tuesday





 

  

sometimes i think alone
   in a silent place
 where trees grow between
y e a r s 
and snow falls sideways 
i feel my bones inside
w o r n
 turning to dust for new days
   come with cracked hearts
 and cloud skies







 
woke up with flower petals
glued to my eyelids
   life in color again
i could finally smell the
                 sun 

 

                                                                 blurry chaos