Dust
With every spread of toxin
you learned why to grasp
With every cough
you found your rhythm
With every dejected glance
you discovered a fecund meadow
But as that weak smile flattened to a straight line
You still couldn't sing alone.
If rain falls in black tears
can anyone even smell the lilacs?
That dream was a fall.
you learned why to grasp
With every cough
you found your rhythm
With every dejected glance
you discovered a fecund meadow
But as that weak smile flattened to a straight line
You still couldn't sing alone.
If rain falls in black tears
can anyone even smell the lilacs?
That dream was a fall.