14.3.11

My thoughts thrown to currents
Rushing through
How I feel
&
What I know
Is real

Tulips strewn across a field
Alive as the storms approach
It’s all too much to lose
Enveloped by the universe as it collides with memory

I need you …
To help me understand how I’ve been here
Time & again
& never learned a fucking thing

Raise my dress to meet your hand
So that the warmth
Can dissolve
Against your skin
As I
Cover my face in shame