I look back on the days
When I craved clouds
Like chocolates. I related to rain as it dripped
like blood on the soulless earth.
I never felt the sun hug my face
the grass tickle my feet. I heard fingernails tapping on hardwood waiting
for answers I can no longer give.
Where has the time gone,
when the people holding hands made me
When sirens were harmonizing with my moans as I was pounded
into the sheets like meat.
Now I am sitting on clouds looking down at a skeleton
that wishes to be in a closet.
WordPress hasn’t been working for me for a couple days. So here’s my poem. I’ll have a poem for tomorrow too. Sorry!