Somewhere out there in the imagination:
Roams a smiling fool many called Rose
Who was too fond of living to believe any
of their heavy words carelessly thrown .
Spending his years traveling through
collected winds and holicly written
predicates onto bank receipt papers .
Who didn’t need a heritage or a name
to remember to live again among
The scattered rushes and highways .
and only the trees understood him
And his undying need to grow shapes
and shadows from nothing .
Somewhere out there in the dozens of
breaking lilacs that speak in silence
lives a smiling fool called Rose .
Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 2:36 AM UTC
Somewhere out there in the imagination:
Roams a smiling fool many called Rose
Who was too fond of living to believe any
of their heavy words carelessly thrown .
Spending his years traveling through
collected winds and holicly written
predicates onto bank receipt papers .
Who didn’t need a heritage or a name
to remember to live again among
The scattered rushes and highways .
and only the trees understood him
And his undying need to grow shapes
and shadows from nothing .
Somewhere out there in the dozens of
breaking lilacs that speak in silence
lives a smiling fool called Rose .