One would think it was raining petals out here

the way that dust transfigured the air

 

It reminded me of you-

clear, white skies,

parasitic- the only way I could describe

 

I would rather be blocked

from all sight of you

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s