You bring me down
-my negative muse,
when really, optimism flows
through my veins like poetry,
soft-spoken and well-worded
all around me,
-my negative muse,
when really, optimism flows
through my veins like poetry,
soft-spoken and well-worded
all around me,
how can I not be inspired
on a day like this,
sunshine, under a pristine blue sky,
my own croak – from inhaled smoke,
as the cicadas mirror me,
as I breathe,
my throat dry
with the wind, alike,
I float, flat on my back,
back up to the sky,
the leaves wink
through the canopy of sunshine’s glint,
and I am inspired
by the poetry
that is around me,
and yet, you bring me down,
on a day like this,
sunshine, under a pristine blue sky,
my own croak – from inhaled smoke,
as the cicadas mirror me,
as I breathe,
my throat dry
with the wind, alike,
I float, flat on my back,
back up to the sky,
the leaves wink
through the canopy of sunshine’s glint,
and I am inspired
by the poetry
that is around me,
and yet, you bring me down,



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