Hold me in such a way that I forget who I am
Pull me close
Let’s watch the sun making its paperboy
rounds tapping on the window and shedding
off its flecks of glow onto the furniture
Melt my shell, burn it, crack it, smash it, with a
rock, peel it apart, tears will erode it away
Exteriors smack into each other and blend
without much thought
My sky is clear blue no clouds. The
ground is sponges green.
These days, I lollop with little grace
my soles press into the hard-working ground beneath us
So earnest is nature, I thought. So diligent, fighting against all odds
Yet silent to the ears of mankind.