sometimes
you just can’t change -fix broken
-words gather at rivers running
from me to you
intersecting at lovers lane
when your love
is gone
who will save me
from myself
backed up against a wall
in stone blue feelings
i keep a picture
in my mind of us
dropping into simplicity
flying so high we can’t find
a place to land
cities spit fire and ash
constant reminder of
the space between
bent -unbroken
as sadness sits in windowsills
the world is burning to the ground
fanned by wild winds
and i wonder
-will it rain today
tie-died encores and blue jeans
insanity creeps slowly
hiding looking for you
in another space between
fading ink
i sleep behind " us"
drawing my name in burnt ashes
trying to find my color
south of white noises
in migrating thoughts
while looking
for a place to land ~
Adding your comment:
nicely done.
