a wedding that saw me starting at 8 am
and finishing in a snowstorm
{a 45 minute drive extended to an hour and a half}
getting home at midnight
had me spending the next day with the aftermath
plus a cold starting.
but today.
today there was a new prompt
and sunshine
and reclaimed energy.
this girl, she...is the prompt
this girl...she stands before the night
she is a tyrant of her own apathy
she dances with a veil of
delusions and delight
and she longs to pass you her truth
{if you would only hold out your hand}
she longs to pass you her sad and lonely disgrace
{if only you would promise
to understand}
but instead
she tiptoes along a luminous thread
following the galaxy of teeny tiny stars
and allows herself
to get lost in the
blur
that
becomes the trajectory
of one's life.