Red Chime 📍

Twilight

slowly

flowering

my eyes

I see me here

near the river

counting water in my five fingers

near the rocks

They shiver

Winter blooms

glooms

fools

troubles

calls

I must go

I must go now

I must go now

Dull

Scoundrel

I don't know

I need what you do

I don't know

I can't

It is this feeling

Web

Yard

Needle

Rocking chair

Grandma sews a sweater

Cat plays with red yarn

or a dog

if that is what

it takes

for all

for anything.

Don't call me petals

you make me shy

and if I blush

hush

eyes search magic

you believe in miracles

Sky

Dear Sky

Fly

Fly so that you do not have to wake here again tomorrow morning

Fly so you get one yarn from grandma of your favorite color blue

Toothpicks

Pluck out

the meat that I just savoured

the feel I get in my mouth

I shall treasure

I shall smile

broken toothpicks

plucked out.

Radish yellow

They say I look blue

lick me