everything is lined here
light bright
like the Sun shining through crystal
it’s joy if you want it
blinding
vitamin d
yours if you can take it
hot she’s
star like
but you know
shade here
is the best
shade is forgiving
of course people grow sunflowers
and they quickly bend
tired wilted and still lovely
the dust makes the old and tired
beautiful
like the lines of lace like clouds
mark these words
this year beauty is found in
trash
in colors
unmatched
like left behind shoes
in the morning
mismatched but
the same color
hot as the sidewalk
see
this last chance
as a reminder
as a question
as something.
are you mine?
be mine?
yes and
thank you.