Millions [Poetry]

milkshake blues

milkshake blues

may23twenty18

milkshake sun by the seaside, lying tides in serene. a warmth spreading inside out, a calming digitized melody echoing in your skull as you drift off to sleep.

hurricane heartache turns waves aflutter, for a picture perfect day is always for another. the most quiet assailent saps hearts surely, but not smoothly.

milkshake blues by the seaside, where I wish that the sky wouldn't make me cry. the everyday is so much harder now, so much easier to turn away than lock fists and fight.

lost vision led to col-de-sacs, and going back is never nice for someone who has made around the block now, twice. leaving papertrails of soda bombs, a fizzy trail of goodbye that will probably turn a heart part stone.

milkshake leaves up in the wind. sweet and savory - no where left to begin. instead transplanting some and sowing some more, and I guess the sweetness left behind can still be held, in store.