Author: L KC

Dribble down onto me
Coat me with malaise
Scribble all over me
Pour me into haze

I won’t climb out of it
I’ll sleep off the days

There was a man
Atop a tree
He stared all day
At life beneath

Up strolled a girl
Who said to him
Why don’t you join
This life again

The greed of the elite

And apathy of laymen

Will be the woven thing

That pierces earth with needles

And rips it from its core

When Earth bares no color

Warmth must be internal

To stifle the damage

And loss of your petals

I wish

You had let me fly from the nest

Before the weight of feathers

Clung to me

Beer, dark roast
Why do people prefer
The bitterest drinks

Shocking at first, each time they sip
They get more and more
Familiar with the taste

I keep my crafts out of order
Just to make sure no one rifles
Through my pens, felts, and my stickers
So there are no means to enter
And cause the death of my workspace

So no one will know why I behave
The way I do

Let the worthy build sand castles

Let my waves disintegrate them

Let them keep their copper tassels

While I snatch and bury their gold

The blue bird
Unleashes its wings
Around earth
This is just enough

Its feathers
Flow across prairies
Halting life
And releasing frost

A boat that cannot turn

And is slowly sinking

Dries up so much patience 

Now I’m left with wishing