Boundless TranquilityA Poem by Austin Hennings
I wonder
Why my leg becomes numb when you're laying on me The red river flows through my fingers Ice pours through my eyes How can I feel something So impossibly untouchable Boundless tranquilities Shake the bugs out of your hair Come with me This playground has no swings Like a gas tank on E Like a crosswalk on the city streets Counting down from ten The cracks in the bricks Have not a care in the world Till I wake up again
© 2018 Austin Hennings |
Stats
45 Views
Added on May 20, 2018 Last Updated on May 20, 2018 AuthorAustin HenningsHuntington Station, NYAboutWriter, musician, artist from Long Island, New York. Read if you choose too. more.. |

Flag Writing