I twist and contort from the light
Hiding my cracking porcelain skin
If I step too hard an arm will fall to the earth and shatter. Turn to quick and my ribs will crumble inwards. So delicate I walk on glass  stick legs, careful my footprints don’t leave stains in the snow. I shudder upwards towards the moon but only reach my bedroom window, in I go, they’ll never know.
I prop myself up on the wire stand that keeps me from collapsing and gently lower down the bell jar that keeps me safe. I pop a blue pill to sleep and pray I don’t wake up tomorrow.

You paint kindness in your words
That tell stories and emotions.

The shore down
hill waves crash soft sand white beckons her ****** impact on soles paved paths
with pebbles underfoot
Sharp some most polished gems
Some large
Roars where I must go
Shoeless barefoot
And hear nature's voice
White crescents reaching o'er up above flying mists
Lovers in celebratory ****** from
turquoise lips
The travel am tredding
Lightly exploring each step
As some pebbles seem jealous
Their sharpness biting
Gathering up each hurt
In hand on the way
To furl away bouncing
Drowned forever
In