If the sun broke my heart,
Would it shine on in?
Would my splintering fragments
Fray like a hand tied bushel?
Could you bare to see the day
Which evanescent hot rays
Left sour marks upon my boiling skin?
Scouring pure innocence
With marks of the future.
Tag: fragments
Faintest Scent (day 650)
Into the faintest scents of memories
The world whispers it’s answers
Up and beyond leftover thought
That faintly caress hovering fading light
[Past shuffling feet
That arch through cobblestones
Past empty mouths
That gape wide at silent sidewalks]
Like smoke in humid shadows
With careful fragmentations floating
Full of unanswered love letters
That lingering gospel subdues
With spoken promises
A shifting presence marks its space
With hidden answers carved into air
Whirl winds here collapse time
And carry fading light into darkness