Saturday, September 29, 2018
~Colorless Excuses~
I picked
you up
off the
floor once,
but I'm
getting too
old for
that kind
of heavy lifting
a mystery
inside an enigma
too many
pieces too
fit together
allow your
heart to
take a sip
putting hopes
and cares
shelf it away
until only
the dust
knows
it's there
the world
is shadowed
in sun
all I'm
wanting is
a little clarity
save it
for a
rainy day
falling behind
everything we left
baffled by echoes
blue in
my veins
aching in
my chest
so that's
what I've
come to
the fear
of being myself
has me
forgetting who
I really am
no more
colorless excuses
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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