A Picnic

A Poem by Weston R.

My April 8th poem for NaPoWriMo 2012

Milkshakes and sandwiches where

Muffled grass rolls down
                                     into the trees
Sharp and jaggedly aflame before
Meandering into the
                  sand
Pallid and grey with sunstroke
As it slides
into
                 its
                               crystal bath
Washed out by itself
Sprawling onward

Forever.