flint church
full of shadows
and whispers from locals
about the visitor in town.
Black skin.
© Rachel Green 2015
lazy crow
bare-branch scolding
warm feathers
© Rachel Green 2015
let's not talk
let's just lie here
touching in silence
You are so beautiful
but I hate your accent
© Rachel Green 2015
do you ever wonder
if vertical contrails
are nuclear warheads
and two white lines
against a blue winter sky
is the last thing you'll see?
No? Just me, then.
© Rachel Green 2015
She breaks a nail. He laughs.
© Rachel Green 2015
2 comments:
Yes love, just you. I've thought maybe a cloud giant was sailing on the sky when he thought to dip two fingers in the water to cool them off, leaving a disruption in the atmosphere... but never nukes :p
Ah, thanks, Ron. You're the optimist between us, then :) Love you, old bean.
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