PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

dont put your ear to the ground

dont try to burn in an ocean new land

will come in some form or

the other. The way it does

sometimes through the broken skin of the bedroom blinds

as golden as shell casings. A uniform still clings to my skin trying

to find some common ground. I wonder if the ground will ever return

to us beneath all of this space

falling on our heads as fast as anvils. Don't get swept away

the ocean has so many mouths frothing at our feet. One day we might

escape onto another world spreading like fragile seeds and

we'll have no excuse for not blooming among the nebula.