Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
required for mending always

yesterday she explained to sew

the four holes in synchronicity

tight

on linen

yesterday the words came easily with labels
i think my work,

my soul

is in

my chest.
they did not know she had many, neither did she. just collected one item at a time, cared fully for         each one of them.                                                                                                          catalogued
a darker green,
jasmine climbs the window,
storms brew, we are older now.
moving on i feel it was a flashback
to the girl who wished for quiet and
can remember  in detail
don’t work if not connected, if not tuned in, you would think the experts would know that.  we need to signal to another.
time is limited these days. those one admired in youth devastate us now.   can we know all things, we only went twice ?
Next page