~Delicate words, Based on a writing prompt with a friend~

poison

is the flailing flower
the hail and dirt in wounds

on the edge

of delicate words

to trust another

with your

cascading dirt
leave haunting stains
turning faith to work
hit the draining dust

of the day


the sable

in your worth

the patterns of the leaves

are spotted sunlight on the ground

and I am alone with the silence that hangs on me like an unsettling dream


dust to dust falls

through my fingers

a single

unkempt sigh

fortune's favor,

drowning in the dust
time is what we're made of
falling into lust

If I fall asleep

let me dream of a new day,

the paths diverged

but I will always follow the path to you

even if I stumble along the way


when you can't sleep

count the mermaids

and think of me

haunted by another
road untaken
you left me cold

lost and wondering

in my own mind

poison

is the flailing flower
the hail and dirt in wounds

on the edge

of delicate words

to trust another

with your

cascading dirt
leave haunting stains
turning faith to work
hit the draining dust

of the day
the sable

in your worth

the patterns of the leaves

are spotted sunlight on the ground

and I am alone with the silence that hangs on me like an unsettling dream
dust to dust falls

through my fingers

a single

unkempt sigh

fortune's favor,

drowning in the dust
time is what we're made of
falling into lust

If I fall asleep

let me dream of a new day,

the paths diverged

but I will always follow the path to you

even if I stumble along the way
When you can't sleep

count the mermaids

and think of me

haunted by another
road untaken
you left me cold

lost and wondering

in my own mind
sets me apart
from ruin
chasing away
my demons 

it was
a fabulous
disaster
~Sarah Mahina Calvello~