Author Information
If Yesterday Was Today, I'd Feel Better Already
The sound of the sky displaced you
You sauntered off, picked out several
morning glories
cleaned your muddy hands with the
dew on their petals
Keep going
You're resourceful
Sun at your back
Hand over your squinted eyes
What do you see?
A field of agony
wheat and weeds and a dead deer
a tattered frame of a kite
an empty beer can
Look further
Something's coming
Shadows from above
A sound you've never heard
the sky is sifting down
You better run.
For some odd reason this
For some odd reason this makes me think of the zombie apocalypse LOL! maybe I am just watching to much walking dead.
Small girl with a big heart. -Jo
I guess it could be! I don't
I guess it could be! I don't really low where this came from or what it means. It just spewed out of me.
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.