High heels click, lolly-
pop stick, promenade me
through wasteland
after wasteland
Bottle caps spinning
down my spine, I run
that mile, not waiting around
Bubble gum snap, my
heartsong unheard
thought you could outrun me?
I reject my roots
Unearthed like sunflowers
in the sky.
(19th October 2013)
YOU ARE READING
Blue Moon
Poesia"Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes." - Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There (2012 - 2014)
