A leather fabric ages
With unsure purpose and worth
Topaz exchanges for penny copper
Coral stones hamper the shadows
I know the beads are ready
And wish the shade was one
That I had rolled and stayed
Beneath the desert run
Silver shaking, thin and lame
Speaking lies and worry
Hammered gold, now silent
Into the Pacific west I forge myself
Needing more salt above my nights
Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 12:55 PM UTC
A leather fabric ages
With unsure purpose and worth
Topaz exchanges for penny copper
Coral stones hamper the shadows
I know the beads are ready
And wish the shade was one
That I had rolled and stayed
Beneath the desert run
Silver shaking, thin and lame
Speaking lies and worry
Hammered gold, now silent
Into the Pacific west I forge myself
Needing more salt above my nights