because it’s raining softly through a blurry silver sky,

..
let’s don our tu-tu
dresses, our turquoise tresses
and lie
in the grass
with our anklets crossed
and bitch about
a world gone awry.

let’s hold our breaths
until they’ve lost us,
tossed us to the wind
like dandelion seeds,
all needs met by
falling waters and lack
of need.

let’s feed our souls
on gathered clouds
and other shrouds
made for hiding, a
-biding our time one
………inhale
….exhale
at a time, let’s climb
the ivied trellis
and sing the sky
a muddled song.

let’s long
only for contentment,
let resentment fall
(like this rain)
through our weary
fingers, let it linger
not on tongue or skin.

let’s begin
again, with
hearts turned
inside-out, doubt
loosed
to drizzled
………..wind.
 

 

 

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