Swimming in the Sky

untitled

Citizen

blue

the blue backdrop of my closed eyes
the blue flooded landscape
the at once clear division of earth and sky
the bleeding horizon disguising divided worlds

rhythmic folds
chaotic bolts
and soothing whispers

non-fleeting obsession

nobody and mystic chords of memory.
literally i could listen to them always and forever

gasoline breeze

let me preface this by saying i am no poet.

ritual morning walk
muddled faces
distant gazes
gasoline breeze
leaf blower
containing the uncontainable
leaf blower.