Vows and Killers

Hiding yourself through
foundations of hope
A mold of happiness and
vibration of religious magnitude
Sinner season silently stalks
hearts
In bloom are the petals
creatures and vows
colors and killers
Growth and renewal paramount
to decieve with illusions
A whistle in words, a
Spring
in happy steps.
Storms crash about the
blue coerced truth.

The Waiting Game

you ask, simply
How did you go about it?
of course, I don't offer much of an answer
I'm in my correct mind so I don't
particularly
want to talk about it.
Hell, I probably wouldn't say much anyway
even if my mindset was primed
It's like I said before,
that it, our topic, makes me think of how.
How to pull off such an interesting event
nothing to consume
nor scratch deep/bleed
just a tiny prick
or two
and the easy element of it all...

a somber couple minutes of waiting

those few minutes of smiling lunacy
and questioning (-able?) motives
no orange juice savior this time
or rather, this potential time
Who knows?
maybe it will happen.

I just really don't want to think about it...

...right now.