I went for that walk past midnight
took the shortcut through the cemetery
on the way back.
As I passed the orange blossoms
my steps slowed
to a halt
imagine as if a passerby
an emaciated soul stopping of thirst at a river's side.
I drowned in the sweet stickiness of
summer citrus
lit so fragrant in dims of dawn.
Darkness in blossoms overcome
a headstone shines
like new pennies
in full sun.
I went for that walk past midnight
you will be happy to know, I took a shortcut on the way back.
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 7:38 PM UTC
I went for that walk past midnight
took the shortcut through the cemetery
on the way back.
As I passed the orange blossoms
my steps slowed
to a halt
imagine as if a passerby
an emaciated soul stopping of thirst at a river's side.
I drowned in the sweet stickiness of
summer citrus
lit so fragrant in dims of dawn.
Darkness in blossoms overcome
a headstone shines
like new pennies
in full sun.
I went for that walk past midnight
you will be happy to know, I took a shortcut on the way back.