Fragile Fields
Short sprints to nowhere I drive a mountain But don't have time to listen to the streams But don't have time to breathe the crispness of a cold fall day But don't notice the falling leaves floating like boats on the sea My love grows but my heart sinks into the sand Always an anonymous mind humming away on the train Our minds buzzing but our hearts closed IPhone isuffocate Where have all the bees gone? Why are all the trees dead? Where is our water? We'll say this, missing the verdure of grass We watered the grass until it was no more Until it was nothing but sand We'll sit on a cliff by the ocean Longing for more For a fresh start For a green day And a glass heart











