Tell me something pretty and blue…

Winter is here

Train rides and Sorel boots and girls with colored wigs

long curls in pink and blue and dreams
and mermaid kisses and my last watery breath as they take me beneath the waves

I could die a happy boy like Peter Pan

Reality snaps back and the crackle of Jeff Buckley is broken by the train speaker

how did we get here?

Tell me something pretty and blue


This entry was published on November 29, 2014 at 8:57 am. It’s filed under Love and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

2 thoughts on “Tell me something pretty and blue…

  1. She was unspooled ribbon, messy lengths of pale blue undoing
    between blade and thumb, she ran the flat
    to force the pretty

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