sheets swirl about me
pinning, crushing, they hiss, ‘don’t
leave; you’ll drown out there’

precious innocent soul
skipping rocks
on cobblestone roads
vulnerable untarnished pure
no residue of earthly soil

return me to that naiveté
unburdened by layers
of fake masks
and perfect capped teeth
in narcissistic societies

but I shan’t grasp
at ethereal edges
of nebulousness
and ephemeral
innocence

i shall endure
what I abhor
a master’s soul
cannot be forged
in paradise

wisdom’s essence
‘tis not pristine white
hints of ivory
tinge the effervescence
of the sage’s breath

©2016janetaylor

Picked nails, bleeding lips,
aching teeth in screeming sheep
I'm an anxious wolf.
〰

A Place inside
My heart
With me
I whisper
Softy

I Love You...

And
She's
Forever
Beating
With me..