~Dimes~

Wow, there’s

A little sass

Under all

That breathable cotton

If you

Haven’t read 

Ginsberg

A little

High on

Something you

Haven’t read Ginsberg

I have

Some loose thoughts

Which doesn’t

Install much

Confidence in myself

Wildfire grasses

Clean and colorless

Spirals bending

And unbending

Again with

The soft summer wind

I won’t

Bend nothing

Else can

Break me

The mind

Needs love

I just

Need to let it

Come one

Step at

A time

And enjoy

Whatever’s left

Finally, weeping

For a purpose

Nothing is 

Insignificant

not anymore

Don’t have

Too many

Dimes on me

But I have vision

~Sarah Mahina Calvello