I'm lost in magenta galaxies
I've got those- space cadet bones
a floating, mental masterpiece
your inter-dimensional homes
are no match for my fairy lights
my drops of golden glow,
take refuge in mid-summers warmth
take pity on the snow
that captivates the captivated,
crucifies the cold
meanwhile in the July night
gloves drop, our bare hands hold
share Cheshire grins, while fleeting feet
move faster than the sea,
forget about your future
please forget all about me,
that hazy heat, that noise, that sound,
heard all across the park
that cotton dog, that fragile swing
the lights that fight the dark,
a subtle kiss that no one sees,
a smile for the ground,
a hard packed heart, a butterfly
a soul once lost, now found
and far across the neighborhood,
backyards and silent hills,
wrinkles and old tendencies,
regrets and waiting wills,
a brown eyed daughter, trail on cheeks,
sits silent in her bed
wishing this damn poetry
would jump out of her head,
paint a picture, throw out words,
close her eyes and count to ten
carousels and bright eyed wheels
as bitter as the end,
a starry dagger, a midnight pen
confused and hurt and lost
ink on skin on hands on chest
"I swear." (it always costs)
she's longing for a new way out
a reboot for her heart
and all the while she wonders why
won't the world just fall apart?
