And I slowed.
the cars came up quick in my rearview but
halted was my heart, and the curtain of birds
in the middle of the road
picked up,
i was gone.
The marvelous things i've seen,
karma kiss me on the cheek
no more angry words,
please.
I'll throw up this damage control,
purged reflexes and past
disgustment
drowning in dark eyes
and the sunset was so nice --
on the road as it all comes down, my headaches
and thank you for that herbal tea which
showed me how we could tangle up like curly hair.
discard even a second of despair.
cloaked with scares. knock on the door.
i have run away from so much more.
and now aparently, write poems.
kbai.
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