LadyMidnight

of broken bones
both young and old
and fall leaves dusty breath
atop the plain
of earthy face
lanterns light to catch
of shadows revealed
and creepy sounds
that houses play in the night
The autumn waits

I am not one for secrets
a love of life with lies
is a lonely game
of fraying string
and dusty blue eyes
Scissors are for construction paper rockets
shatter glassy faced ceilings
burning buildings

its the oil in me
spreading rainbows in your pristine water
pollution
              confusion?
did you remember to
set    her     free?
why don't you
ASK

I have been thinking about the voting system for a long time, and while I do have a rather unpopular opinion, I would love to hear your thoughts.

(To be read while trying to be strong; outside on a cool fall morning.)

cracked stone, boiling blood
water won't burn me from your hands
you never see me

I'm frozen in time
a world like a cold marble

I think you forget that we are listening.
I think you forget that we wake up and see the same news as you do.
We hear about the shootings,
The violence and the poverty,
The horrible, awful things in the world, too.