Inner heart.

Figures who'll smile at me.

As I seek a flower's counsel in love.

Drunk on dandelion milk.

Ghosts who wreak havoc on my bones.

On the seats of greyhound buses.

With a newspaper blanket & the stale smell of beer.

We dismissed our creepy fantasies.

We ran away from what we didn't know.

It could be the moment of pure joy.

A vast sea of white & peaceful blue skies.

Sparrows & flowers, sweet rice or mangoes.