Jul 2019
tonight’s air has the
perfume scent of acetone
and dewdrops
clumsy knees under tables
heads on shoulders
the little dipper in the sky
is scooping out some starlight
to soothe my worried throat
this morning i’ll dream
of angels and demons
and falling in love -
and with limbs heavy
but heart set alight,
i’ll reach out to an empty space
and wonder where
no one
has gone.
perfume scent of acetone
and dewdrops
clumsy knees under tables
heads on shoulders
the little dipper in the sky
is scooping out some starlight
to soothe my worried throat
this morning i’ll dream
of angels and demons
and falling in love -
and with limbs heavy
but heart set alight,
i’ll reach out to an empty space
and wonder where
no one
has gone.
this is less about a person and more about an experience of wanting. the tone is more pleasant than the words, and i think that sums it up quite nicely.
