the October wind grazes
along fields of my skin
but August still lingers with suffocation,
humidity continually seeping
as rustling leaves made a girl
knowing colors would change
permeating a hint of cinder
from the stems, the bark, the branches
hooves cautiously drifting
drawn to low static
the flow of chemistry
over pebbles and geology
my reality is laid to rest
but awoken by peaceful dreams
naturally creating moments
art by which exists in visceral beams
we learn that the wind carries infancy
the substrate holds discovery
the water reveals change, if not time
and the brain develops meaning
-belonging only to seen ambience
-to which includes ourselves
Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 11:58 AM UTC
the October wind grazes
along fields of my skin
but August still lingers with suffocation,
humidity continually seeping
as rustling leaves made a girl
knowing colors would change
permeating a hint of cinder
from the stems, the bark, the branches
hooves cautiously drifting
drawn to low static
the flow of chemistry
over pebbles and geology
my reality is laid to rest
but awoken by peaceful dreams
naturally creating moments
art by which exists in visceral beams
we learn that the wind carries infancy
the substrate holds discovery
the water reveals change, if not time
and the brain develops meaning
-belonging only to seen ambience
-to which includes ourselves