#dustlikes

And lost

A little sunlight on my bare edges

Raw

Find me laying still, still

Upon a whispering sea of grass they hush,

creeps back into the night

her violent tides a distant roar

I down these pills that keep me on still waters

Little kayak in the bay of my mind

Float

their tails sway to and fro

A mortally wounded avocado

tender flesh and shiny bead

Waving at my window afternoon light

Oh! It flies

to trace what lies inside, dark

My clammy breath on cold spring air

Your hair a wild mass of black, hunched back

and your eyes do not see.

I don’t remember what we came looking for

But I follow, soft, willing

Your crooked teeth

My past in pieces lay awake

My mirror is broken and I am blind

I lean on you, your warm embrace

Skin and blood around my frame