seen, sewn

one night I turned green
waiting for attention and
wanting to be seen

***

pull at rich fringes
'til they ring the world you sew
and fray, beat and used

now approaching

we're made for walking;
the farther we go, the more
we learn when to slow

my wheels

it came straight at me
this naked-free-take-on-self
head-on collision

I think you were there
to smile when it hit; sure, you
drove the other car

***

if I'd disembarked,
I'd have never had the chance
to sight-see en route

it's fine though, didn't need that anyway

ouch! your piercing smarts
and sharp perception got me
at my hidden part.

now with a slashed route,
it's only half pretty and
it'll all pour out.

sweet deep blues

use your bending spoon
to blend city lights with night
and taste sweet deep blues