praying to versicolor skies in August
Amazing poetry shared by a amazing poet.
I want to be spooky together,
you know? Where people choke
a bit on their spit before they can
get the words out because of the power
& they can’t ascertain where it originates
I want the staircase in the forest
I want people to cross over
& when they cross over, to be shocked
back into existence
like AED
You’re the only element I was ever
missing —-> it’s too easy to shrug
the facade off when you don’t need one
[ these dogs are no longer barking ]
our mob has relented
we’re safe now, mind the astroturf our journey has only begun
–LM