bumblebea

Sitting at the television,

Watching the inauguration,

A young woman goes on stage,

She says she has a vision.
 

Right then and there, the shadows fade,

All that’s left is a shining place,

Mud mingling with snow mingling with dirt,

the remnants of red nail polish from 

Valentine's Day,

how has it lasted so long? 

The sun a hot fiery ball over the cloud-speckled horizon,

AirPods oh AirPods now where could you be?

On the table or stuck in a tree?

AirPods oh AirPods where art thou now?

When will you come around?

AirPods oh AirPods just show a whiff,

One,

tender, small hands

reaching for the bottle of milk,

the contents inside sloshing around.

Two,

dragging a faded stuffed bunny

around the kitchen’s island,

one… more… step…

Three,

No one needs to hear your jokes, 

Your remarks or your sneers,

No one needs to be pushed under

By the sea that you've filled

With the laughs that you've drawn

From ignorant thoughts,