Smooth Sailing

Smooth Sailing Delicate youth Somewhere down the line Is the spring of a bloom Grown up to smell the fumes Smooth sailing True to form A portrait framed In cornflower wallpaper Wild weeds Broken skin Shedding Thin paper wings Strange creatures crawling within Echos bouncing Off the walls Music and noise Blocked doors Locked and chained The road Leading to nowhere But somewhere close Familiar Sharp Under the nose Carrying on Turning against the tide Polka dot eyes Crystalline,round Looking all about We’ve got the night to cry For the wrinkle in our eyes Worn away Crinkly and plasticized A puff of smoke Rough notes on the piano Though not too much of a pain Is dry against the grain Gliding knives Across the heart A tease for torture Wounds in the bloody rain Marckincia Jean Free verse 03/23/20