Nola_hall

Should I continue this lie

that I am finding this world to be okay?

That I'm comfortable as I worry every time I 

show my shoulders because 

what if

this is the day that I'll remember with

You were always

the original scientist

that inspired the hearts of malleable

kids. They would be sitting in circles

of those numbered matts

with fiddling fingers

that only were (slightly) off task.

Hi

Yes

What is your name?

How is your day?

Those are the words that apparently

are vital for learning a language

only if the owl is saying it while

One day I hope to leave

this world encapsulated by a wall far too high for my eyes

to reach.

Looking up is an exercise

that twists my heart in the process

because when did movements 

I'll go breathe the mist 

When coals cool into the fog 

Blocking the mind's sight.

Did you have a face

or was that a blur as well?

Did you have bird knees

or were they only your favorite?

Were you or did you?

You had your platform with your mike you spoke cheerfully into