consists of rolling down grassy mounds
layering your new vintage jeans
in autumn leaves and strands of grassconsists of resting on worn and reused sand
by the beach at dusk
where you first let the earth's water fill your lungs
making you take a grip of reality with both
of your blistered handsthey tie in with driving
through mazes of city lights
while you allow synth based songs to replicate
how delicately your mind wavers and moves
through each second of the clocks time- k.p.
YOU ARE READING
a jumble of words [poetry]
PoetryI've recently composed some writings/poems based off of Savannah Brown's escapril challenge, where a list of prompts were released for the month of April. I wanted to share this compilation of poems on a platform that better recognizes young writers...