Friday, October 20, 2017

Watch

Watch
As my words
Crumble
Like the glaze on a day-old donut
Stale, yet still just good enough to eat

Watch
As my words
Pile up
Like a 13 car accident on the highway
Horrific, yet glad it is not in your lane

Watch
As my words
Fall
Like the autumn leaves late in October
Beautiful, yet crushed underneath your sole

Watch
As my words
Fade away
Like the tingle of a first kiss
Intense, yet not ready to fully commit

Watch
As my words
Fill in
Like a coffee in the morning cup
Fresh, yet sipped with groggy eyes

Watch
As my words
Become
Like a butterfly in the summer
free, yet already starting to die

Blue Butterfly