Forget the world, friends--it's gone to those who dream,
As if all these soaring depths could hold us,
As if all these dropping heights
Could pin us to the ground---
Let's fly, friends---
The world is gone.

(c) 2017 Indigo Kenna

My mind
    seeks answers
       My heart
           seeks love
              in the absence
                of my mind

Every time I feel this love,
I feel afraid.
I shiver, as if the dead of winter
Had crept in overnight.
But what is love,
And why does it make us cold---
Or is it the absence of love that chills us?

(c) 2017 Indigo Kenna

Goodnight, my love.
You're leaving.


Sometimes it hits me like a truck at full speed... (gasping)
----I'll never see you again---
And then it's gone as fast as it came:
Like you.


--> So, when you're gone, I'll say,
I glimpsed you,
But I never saw you.
You didn't stay long enough for me to
Get a good look at your face.

(c) 2017 Indigo Kenna

Today
Is the day for revival,
For rain does not come except that we pray.
Today, yes, is that day that I feel so low,
But that will be every day until I die.
Yes, today I am tired,
Sniffling,
Ready to sleep,
Off on my own,
But it will always be today.
Pray now.
(c) 2017 Indigo Kenna