do you think the sky is immovable?
like the way we see color
as just color
dense and true
dry and undoable
have you not
been a dragonfly?
eyes keen on cutting
baby blue like an ocean
that moves for you
when you flutter with
enough hunger
do you believe
in your own wild
weedy wings
to take you
through the magic
of possibility come alive?
or do you buy into the
puppeted strings
and small dreams
of those who need to know how
before seeking the wow?
No comments:
Post a Comment