The green grass turns brown~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Thinking
thoughts
On the hills~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The
night is dead
Purple trees~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A pale
moon squats in the sky
Hidden in the gloom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The
diminished star
Drizzle dripping~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Numb
forest’s edge
Diamonds in reflected beams~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Eyes
blaze
Bouncing off
streetlights~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Shadows slink
Cotton dress clinging to clammy
skin~~~~~~~~~~Elusive words
Paths crisscross~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The
cursor blinks
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Expectantly~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Fingers pause~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Controlling thought streams
The
undergrowth~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Collects screaming quails
The sky springs~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Cyclonic
winds
Breaking free~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Cages of
steel
Tensile muscles~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Defiantly
rage
Tense eyeballs~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dams
burst
Tales unsheathed~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Words
coagulate
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Silently~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thoughts streaming~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A story
never told
-by Rita Putatunda
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