Jun 2020
here is an empty sky.
i can’t remember the rain________
a ghost softens my thoughts
on cotton horizon bedsheets
sun and moon eclipsed by rainstorm.
they watch me from the porch //
// lilac warmth sweetens air
grown from back porch memories
sun brewed tea with sugar
next to a withering green mailbox
and grassy hill
small painted hands splatter the garage
chalk covered red brick
i watch the empty sky.
_______it regards me delicately
and I fall sleep in the sun.
i can’t remember the rain________
a ghost softens my thoughts
on cotton horizon bedsheets
sun and moon eclipsed by rainstorm.
they watch me from the porch //
// lilac warmth sweetens air
grown from back porch memories
sun brewed tea with sugar
next to a withering green mailbox
and grassy hill
small painted hands splatter the garage
chalk covered red brick
i watch the empty sky.
_______it regards me delicately
and I fall sleep in the sun.
