THE POWER OF NOTHING OF SOMETHING

The power of nothing of something of the boy in the sun

Smoky nights dark blue sky roses blooming in angel eye’s for why, what because grass is nice

for water drops from my eye’s

Air wind hard gently flowing by shine glass pieces stepped on

by I red warm liquid flowing out of my warm soft skin

Leaving red foot prints on the walkway behind

red soft lips kissing me goodbye

Rings for togetherness bells

ringing in the sunny sky

Flowers thrown from above voices crying for my love

I’m in the deep dark baby blue ocean sky,

while my followers are behind walking slowly by

The power of nothing of something of the boy

in the deep dark baby blue ocean sky.

By Lana Poulson