Kaboom and kablam
They look strangely combative
Colors of freedom
Kaboom and kablam
They look strangely combative
Colors of freedom
Panic and terror
Unshakable sense of dread
Is the oven on?
Good morning, Sunshine
You were up late yesterday
How well did you sleep?
Before
Always remember
As the sun surely rises
The sun always sets
After
The sun still rises
Just as surely as it sets
Does it still matter
“Wait!” Just breathe. “Don’t jump!”
I’m here now. “Take my hand!” Breathe.
“We’ll go together.”
Your hand is enough
I just can’t be that cruel
I can’t take your heart
Bright, smiling faces
Frown only on the inside
Better tomorrows
A face that doesn’t smile
And hands you won’t let me hold
Come down from your wall
Bread’s in the oven
Rising and browning in heat
Home wafts through the air
Water-wrinkled flesh
Submerged in scalding fluids
Cleansing and calming