The trouble when you click your toes
together instead of your heels is that
nobody knows what you’re wishing for
or where home is, or why these side
-walks are made of leather instead of
yellow brick. Pay no attention to the
man behind the thick curtain. We’re
all just waiting for something, right?
Some quiet fight for flight or heart or
courage. Buckle in and tuck your chin
and just roll with it, all limbs inside
these (trade) marked winds, and the
….……vehicle that is this sighing sky.
written for mindlovemisery’s photo challenge.