Rain Recluse
I will grow flowers from skies
Paint grass with my thoughts
Let the grass paint me
If the sun should shine
Wind chimes drag the wind along
Be surprised by trees
And feel all the newness
When the Eclipse wanes
Washes away the days before
Wear Lolita off my shoulders
Forgive disloyal clouds
That made us doubt the stars
Angels born in spring
Wrists finally bound in peace
Let myself be just another dress for a day
Choke myself with daisies
Wear a white swan
The light deepens in perfect happiness
Ballet
But I have to leave now
I care too much about what the mirror thinks of me
I try so hard
But I look so bad
It kills me
I turn all the lights off
Apart from my hobbit hole
Where I recluse
All lights but 11
And it’s as if I could be the only person in the world
You and I romped around under the streetlights
That carried us in beacons
I heard an air conditioner roaring from a house
And I was convinced it was a monster
We danced down the golf hills and rolled
I started rolling down hills then realized it was wet
And I was ruining my clothes
But I promise I won’t care next time
The sky opened up and looked like a real galaxy
And if we fell the right way,
We’d fall into it
Bare legged
I swore not to wear it
Until I could, bare legged
In the sun
Dancing in sunlight
Or under moons and stars
He held me close
As I began to cry
Once I knew he couldn’t see me
And the sun had set, we played our game
Only if the moon is our only witness
But the moon just looks away
Who was the man in the moon?
Who got sick and tired
We polluted a home
Have a Coca Cola
Stay awhile
I think of this past and I want to end this present.
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