Lie crumpled on the floor
Navy blue on the seams
Frayed along the stitches
And faded at the knees
Light etched on fabric
Through the window beams
Wrinkles in the folds
Still drying from the stream
Stretched out in the waist
And stained with ice cream
If you listen closely you
Can hear the playful screams
Full of summer memories
And yesterdays dreams
lines in the sidewalk give the blind
direct through their shoes providing
bumps which lead forward to more
bumps giving a rhythm to the voices
in my head
remind me of better times
where words were my best expression
before i found you
i warn you thus
never pursue the One i found unless you’re willing to (forever forsake) your muse
for once found
your joy will take your sorrowful words away
into the ether your pen writes
happy line after happy line
and the only thing you’ve left to lament
is the loss of your lamentation
while i’m preoccupied
with work and worry
summer slips away
blue skies & unread books
go to waste
with the dissolving days.
‘Only one word
describes
chocolate this
creamy, this
rich, this
bliss’, and I
know this,
because the
TeeVee
Told me
