Swirls | {Poems}

vessel

Mustard yellow, dipped in luscious

scarlet. Veins coloured of violence, too many

to report. A robin egg, shattered and smashed

under foot. You dodge the watery filth, afraid splinters will puncture

your skin. A meadow appears, sunset before the world's begrimed.

You take a long breath in, cope with the aroma. Burned charcoal, marshmallows 

blackened - chip and fracture. Puffy snow oozes through the cracks. A bolder unmovable.

You pant and weep for restoration, cleanse the blemished crystal chalkboard heart. 

Throwing up the disease, the bolder rolls down the hill.