Inez Folklore

On today of all days 

I am alone 

Tomorrow I would fly 

Away from my frozen life 

Through the wind, across the moonlit sea 

I would rejoice in pastels and fakes 

When the rain clouds roll in,  

I don't need a jacket. 

I'll dance in the rain, 

be the first to see the 

rainbow come again. 

A dark, clear night

The ferns sway to invisible music

The leaves whisper their

sweet secrets

Perfect for stargazing

You lay out the blanket

It's golden like the first rays of sun

She would go to the bridge every day

It was beautiful

And it saw HER

She would meet gen

They would talk for hours in the

cool shade

They were beautiful
 

"In 113 years will we still be strong?

Let the page write the story for much time has passed
Since we carved the lines into the ground
Each bloody footprint weaving a spiderweb 
A map maybe
For those to come

I am a lost sailor 

Pulling 

Tugging at 

The boat 

The wave 

Here 

Crashing down on me 

Ripping my soul into 

As many pieces as there are grains of