requiem for debbie gibson Such a big day and a wind smashes through the streets lifts your face to the lake not quite felt not seen swelling trees plumes of purples and green green everywhere and white and yellow flashing spring police on patrol chirp I heard plug up the nostrils with cottony billows of freshwater the land is calm stand where traffic should be it's not big wheels and skateboards sanctuary Sunbath flickering over blooms from bark the earthy contrast to the glory of waterland down on that beach a stone's throw sand is spat from sandals surf and sky smiling miGod they finally know Itty bugs out in the yard backflip and cartwheel the chlorophyll king is generous serf-like insectessimal pop they pop jump and bend under a log hide from a harsh sun cover up in moss never invited to the beach they buzz too much Front-porch quiet a swishy symphony jumbled up in taste and smell the car hasn't moved in days
Reason for writing:
a nice day i spent indoors.
Birth sign: Pisces
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