A Hopeful First

Calm trees, yields the slow,
necessary for my overwhelming steady,
my mind needs serenity
simple desires of muted glee
unknown paths, unable to grasp control,
problems are pushed, always hidden by static,
help is never the answer in this sweet, fragile, tiny mess of a flower,
sprinklers, oh my the sprinklers,
distractions amongst the purity,
preoccupation is the game
be it from my heart of my lust or soul,
the present is troubling but bright horizons are bittersweet,
blind faith shatters my false security,
i am scared,
definitive lines are scarce in this spine,
i just want to know the end,
please skip the struggle and encircle joy
no tipsy reality, its just not that,
tears, please wash away this fight,
i know i need it, but i want it not,
defeated streams round my cheeks,
as i look up, i see a gentle reassuring normal,
my blues are sparkling now,
i comfortingly stroke my lower lip,
again masking the noise,
uncertain fear, ever-black changes,
there is just so much worry,
nonsense worry, that is never the point,
damn this time, reminded by thirst,
i just want that sore throat again,
physical exertion of mindless fun,
calmed with a carefree stretch,
present, i want the present,
a teethy smile provides one of my own,
love is all around me, surrounded by snot,
these concrete paths toward nature,
patched from time and broke,
guiding me to my place of beauty,
of clear sky, grass of greener, and as the water grows it will bring a homey clarity,
a figure eight of security,
the first journey has broken the glass,
presences blossoms aid,
this present holds a motionless peace and real warmth,
warmth in my heart and in my skin,

I want this everyday,

I just hope I will.

Cowriter: anonymous



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