Friday, May 8, 2009

change.

toes brushing a sky
blue to grey blue to grey
heavy with water and cities and sleeping birds

we walk slower
umbrellas neatly packed
eyes up
humming breathing palms sweating

to dodge the drops
the growing dancing drops
mixed with feathers and skyscrapers and dreams

heart opens closes
beats and drums and twists
fists to palms to fists
blinking and staring and darkness

opening and closing
all waiting to catch slivers of a sky
heavy with water and cities and sleeping birds