as flora shrivels
without rain or watering
my soul without Love
as flora shrivels
without rain or watering
my soul without Love
heading home in storm
way hidden by driving rain
sun sets beneath clouds
sunup to sundown
the longest days of the year
chained to joyless work
rituals and rhythms
people we take for granted
until we lose them
zipping through traffic
black tank top on motorbike
late for traffic stop
waiting curbside for ticket
not in such a hurry now