jaymie b

jaymie b Nov 2013

your eyelashes flutter
against my curved spine
quietly, like snowflakes

jaymie b Nov 2013

quick, shaking movements
the wind whips, once more, over
the crowns of the trees

jaymie b Nov 2013

book

spidery lines
etch the pages
of the ill-used book
tattered pages
dusty and
rough against
its long forgotten
leather covers

jaymie b Nov 2013

junebugs

junebugs flit
against skeletal cracked windows
desperate for
the promise of light

jaymie b Nov 2013

linoleum

rusty linoleum
scratches
against your palms
murky water
keeps flowing
unescapable