we brushed the winding fall,
but through it all
what mattered never left
we brushed the winding fall,
but through it all
what mattered never left
to jaded eyes
come glorious shadows
that pour through autumn skies
Within the desks and shelves,
Belittled hearts —
We can’t escape ourselves
= = = = =
So many learn that
School and cruel
Rhyme for a reason
Ideally, now
We’d care more about how
Need yields its place to want
and off we’d go to see —
our travel fantasy
unravelled now
a carnival of hues
to be your muse
but are you in that space?
Glow in the harbor west
Growing dimmer
The day lays down to rest
Where, ever, love goes wrong:
It chases long
What’s never moved at all
a lock upon the door
to block both out and in
what’s never been