dunn bros patio // the sun giving strength
I know it’s become too much in my heart
when I start writing poems about how
you’re the chorus of frogs in my head
(a different species for every mood)
low croak tells of the depth and distance between our ideas
hi hat shows the deficit in attention
and the melody between it all makes me think anything can work.
and yet – the thoughts of a running deer flicker through
this swamp of creatures to remind me that
even in symbiosis
I’m always trying to escape
regardless of how tightly on I hold.