Great time with Mel, bottomless coffee, and some surprises.
love and light,
S-
Smoking wet cigarettes
head down, small frown, no crown
all’s bare and wet - don’t let
this be all there is here: fear.
While rubber boots slap the ground
umbrella’s up and away, shuttin’ out this town.
Grass is soaked, mind is toked and
eyes like moist marbles, rolling
lungs breath in, mind twists and spins
swims, through the air and water
pours down like tears, fears
of this new place, this new face
What have I become?
1 comments:
O HAI.
Good to know you're enjoying yourself in Wilmington, despite the weather. Send some of your crazy rain up here to Boston! :P
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