Stark Fiction
I know why the caged bird sings,
and why our phone always rings,
because of you.
I know why the sea is blue,
because it hasn't found anyone new.
I need shelter from the storm.
I wish it was warm.
I know why the sky turns black,
because it's never looked back.
Why do you always sit on the porch,
looking like a clockwork orange.
Dedicated To Maya Angelou.
1928-2014
R.I.P.
Copyright © Blake Holland | Year Posted 2016
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