(i would also like to thank you
for such a pretty thought
as your daughter
in the moonlight
revealing
dreams.)

sometimes

late at night,

i can’t stop thinking, wondering, pondering

about

what the future holds, where I fit

and whether I like that place much.

and all the thinking

gets me nowhere, except

to more tired in the morning.

I could see so much

Pollen floating in the air,

I payed attention.

As if the breeze had

wanted to be known, showing

gently Her power.

My brain is getting out of hand,
a little gem of insight sprouts into erratic thoughts,
and I scatter and stumble into this big nothingness,
this empty space between my body and the ceiling.
The blankness around gains on me, and I’m feeling
blurry each passing day. So I bought

an amaryllis to rebuild my pathway to humanity
but it withered the next day,

a bird to cage down my fears
but it pushed daisies the following day,

a cat to obtain celestial graces
but it purred and asked me to go away

The big starry skies

Live on in memories and

Far away places.