Small and wordless

Part 1

I wait in between and perplexed

and try to imagine the rest

and try to imagine what's next

and try to heap coals off this chest

as hummingbirds leap off the nest

 and fasten themselves to my vest.

An hourglass pours out the time

an hourglass flipped on it's side

and hourglass pouring out grain.

My fire reflects in my rain

the fire-rain collects in my brain

and Earth absorbs both like a drain

as here on The Floor I remain

as here on the floor I abstain

as here (just for now) I remain.

-XOXO,

 

Part 2

 

She is scooped out and hollow

smooth, pale and light

like a fire would glow

from beneath her, behind

like lightening could strike her head

and cause her fingers to give off sparks

and you would watch and have to blink.

 

-XOXO,