(2013)
Poem about how I tend to use romantic comedy shows (rom-com) or just watching shows in general for escapism.
Tonight I awoke to an orange hori… one that I had never greeted befor… It took me back, to the days of ce… and disregard for the ticking of c… Part two:
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
