(04) 10.11.2018


Differed Figures

We shared the same waterfall
watching it crush down the rocks,
when we are caught off guard,
When we were wallowing along the stream,
birds swooped across the sky

Misty temperature, covered skin,
and marshmallowed temper
You snuffed out the end of a candy cigarette,
bush crotched us too high.

Wet dreams flux over a crumbling dam,
like birds chirping in the ocean,
like a snake crawling from the cave,
like an exploded red balloon
drifting down the sky,
like a jar of sour mimosa,
you will never drink.

Written in Fall 2018