Pain makes my bones sing and joy
leaves them silent. The shoes he had are scattered
and separated, lost and never together again.
You flowers,
pink, green, orange, and blue
blot the horizon in a
polka dot pattern.
Aching to feel the warmth of hands,
steady at my flank.
I look away, embarrassed
and confused.
I can feel the sweat of ice melts
and trickles down. I feel like a sore thumb,
out of place
and uncomfortable.
A person descends into the fiery mantle
in the sky. To look behind
you, a stranger is present. Please, I know its paranoia
I know my mind is
becoming an unbearable locale .
Another detail must
be remembered. Hello, I'm talking to you.
Kindly, hold these words
in your pocket and bring them to the next meeting.