Monday, 20 April 2015

dark clouds sunlit poetry

today i panted and
jeopardized the chant my heart
birthed. i was lowercased intentionally
and grew city lights out of my plastic
black hair. i am that loyal disaster
never obstructed by my own view.
i will disappear in your morning
and our evening breathes will
become lighter. i loved being
veined with dark clouds it
brought me closer to the
sunlit poetry. less words more
trembling essential troubles
more words. less feathered
uneasy sighs of forest green majesty.
i am majestic and you are the
words.
words of words just
letters married with
spaces and falling in love. 

grieving greif

bountiful snow with stagnant silver wings and baby steps leaning us forward. i have been in this attic before and the leaks were distancing ...