Play
Closets bare
the summer
rolls near
on countless waves
of ocean breaks
and melodies set
with glass hands
Winter
When speed
runs in
catch it fast
hold the pressure
down
close to
the lungs
and wait
to dive.
Delicate
easily
spoiled
the fine china
upon the
careful shelf
bottle
do we
remember bitter?
The images
that it creates
solid and fresh
as if
rolled in the dusty
memories
of small things
Kind
Be sweet
No more pressure
allow for pauses
and the collected thoughts
to ramble
and roll
be sweet.
Molly
curly
the red runs
brave and small
through the
open field
Suicidal
I never
thanked you
for sitting
with me
as the fire
rose
before I
discovered
that I
was fire proof.
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