A Little Something

Mind searches for a clever anything

Plant vines spill over side of terracotta pot

Everything unfinished

No!

Some things unfinished

 Constant change

 Protection from eyes of my dolls

 Darkness lurks from around the color

 Preying minds, fuck you!

 Blue clouds and aching body

 Taste of cherry lips and chocolate tongue

 An inclination for all to stop

 As the human clock goes tick a tock