dontfiguremeout
November 10th, 2014, 12:57 AM
Sitting, she sat down.
The array of sun fell apart.
Waves hoister her thoughts
down to the bottom they lay.
The birds fly away,
while her dreams crumble astray.
Wind simmers a howl
as the moon gives her a scowl.
Attempts to create
beauty in the night itself,
but can’t custard the
pumpkins furry until dawn.
She stands up to leave,
throwing his bottles away.
Free at last she can
leave his worries out to sea.
The array of sun fell apart.
Waves hoister her thoughts
down to the bottom they lay.
The birds fly away,
while her dreams crumble astray.
Wind simmers a howl
as the moon gives her a scowl.
Attempts to create
beauty in the night itself,
but can’t custard the
pumpkins furry until dawn.
She stands up to leave,
throwing his bottles away.
Free at last she can
leave his worries out to sea.