Green Colored Roofs

I’ve become accustomed to the electrical ties that were chewed up and dismantled by that dog that chased you down the street

Its energy has been imprisoned beneath my sternum

Those few seconds when you and I are in close proximity— they try to escape

Rather than reconnecting to your lethal vitality, the energy trapped in my chest is met with disappointment

Quickly learning that one simply cannot connect to a blown fuse

Our electrical pulls disintegrated a long time ago

The chemical reaction that we ignited happened to occur in my open system

And the matter that we’ve lost can be translated into unconditional sparks or rather

Gloomy, unfortunate blobs of matter

Your lack of trust and sympathy tripped my circuit breaker

Despite my heart telling me that you’d never break her

You did

It was then when I had this grand revelation

That green colored roofs could only exist in the fragments of my unrealistic imagination

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