a despondent
responder sparking
pondering a reticule
of ridicule in a
semitransient state
somewhere between
sublimation and
shimmery suffocation

the park is still
the weight of sunlight
pressing down upon
stagnancies of brown
broken bitterly by
flashes of nascent verdancy

i could have slept
another three hours
catching glimpses of
your smile slashing
the miasmal dismay
in a turbulent skull