Shadow runner
Thoughts are half asleep
They are perfectly rested
In the slits of my eyes
No disguise
Inimitable
Why would a mother say
She couldn’t comfort you?
I painted your hair blue
Only on the edges
A little duller than cerulean
Ironed the hair pin straight
Like China dolls
When I came back there were
Bits of blue all over you
I was cleaning the stains
How did it get here?
Over there, everywhere
I was looking for red velvet
Strands of hair like the fabric to
Braid in and you found the orange
Only two bags left in the aisle
All this dressing and beautifying
To make a person feel special
Why would a mother say
She couldn’t comfort you?
Why then a boy
Seeking a woman
To comfort him in a way
His mother didn’t do it?
© GÄ
Poétique 