dandelions
I sail to you through the great unknown
And tip toe on your white lines of gray matter
An acidic, atomic baby light blonde
with a heart of stone trapped in a yellow rain cloud
dandelions
In the syndicate of the hazel night moon
I smell their broken stems of wire
Wrapping my thighs in a sealed cocoon
Dancing in a brimstone fire
Melting in the midnight winds
dandelions
She can’t wait to roam free tonight
Feel the air flow between the thistle of my thyme
And find her midtown morphine
To soothe the demons, dancing in her mind
dandelions
Dispersing on a front porch swing
I scatter in the wisp of an ivory snow
Break a rhyme scheme, scream for rain
Pray for laughter, bleed for growth