Wednesday, September 12, 2012

lunatic cycles

exuberance, laughter,
sudden destruction
in me a storm,
a warning from the deep
three mountains
hanging in the sky,
to reach a peak
i need to break
lunatic cycles
captivating my body
carved into barks, those words
a knife couldn't swallow
while frost ate away
the leaves i held
onto in spring
i had them watered
when your sky
was still blue
and mine