Wednesday, January 10, 2024

Dandelion Seeds

The words come most easily 
In the fade soon after 
I've sworn off screens for the day
Or when I know the glow
Would floodlight your restless form.
So I say and say tomorrow I'll recall.
Now plugged back in again later than I said
I'm too sad and still to say anything that matters.
There are so many animals in this house
And when I think about the future
I panic. These days are so precious,
And tomorrow never left me anything
But dandelion seeds 
Setting sail from my fingertips.

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