Saturday, March 12, 2016

Moths

A twilight reflection slowly revealed a moth...or maybe a moment

Fluttering and looking to escape

A soul caught in a cloudy nightlight window

Maybe a breakup from the outside world is what it needs

A heartless cold weather world of rain, wind and sun

...oh yes, the sun

The light of the sunset and rise of the dead

I understand you now

I will break that window for you and bleed

Bleed light and dreams

An ocean of possibilities

Leaving a world confined  







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