collage ✂️

green and me.

vines ; thorough and deep.

Acres upon acres it seem!

(In a little one’s eyes, atleast.)

A distant familiarity:

red and me.

Stained remnants of mulberry trees.

tomatoes and flowers and bees.

butterflies and squash and beans.

life tendered of seeds- a true,

matriarchy.

Medicinal remedy, a meal if one need,

and of course,

any and every treat you could please.

hay and sugar and feed.

warm and conscious and keen;

My grandma, my lead.

Home composed, and built to be.

Thank you for your life.

Thankful that you be.

A serene type scene;

Green and me.

My grandma, my peace.

•••

“OD” excerpt.

Of course, I offered my light.

Stars within sight,

your lap as my seat.

earth below our mortal defeat.

As gods,

we made ourselves seem.

& for you,

an offer of me...

Upon knees, a pledge to die.

bodies tire & we tend to fight.

Repentance sought every night. Remember?

my lips wrapped upon you as I cried.

Stupid

Cupids

disease.

“OD”

I lost my mind a couple o’ times .

A, “drug incline”

I’ve labeled mine.

Release of me, in all aspects feind-

high.

And so, of course I died.

To love,

is to touch the furthest of skies.

I jumped, oh I leaped, I grasped to believe

It was mine.

RGS