he asks me where i live

i think about it for a minute or couple

thoughts linger on...

i am sucked into another realm
not in this one for sure
i know i have that far-away look in my eyes
colours swirl all around me
it looks more like the time machine movie

no i am still rooted to the earth
feet feel the clayee soil beneath
purple veins and strands of hair cover me
black and long...
or at least thats what they seem

on closer inspection
eye sight dwindles
like a slow permeation

i am frail, scared
of where what I'm feeling might take me
(i wonder whether there's anything worse than being afraid of your own feelings)

then he disappears
like a bad dream
pushed away
or dissolved into nothingness

life takes shape
i blow my friends birthday balloon
pink hearts float away

too green for comfort

ved vyas! my school house colour.
true patriot.
stuck on.
even after i left for New Zealand.
'course the country being bathed in green had its hand to play.
the dawn of eating my spinach and broccoli followed.
until i realized it was faux pas.
nostalgia got the better of me,
i returned.
made new friends in college.
now they all knew.
My 16th birthday gifts:
peacock feather earrings,
green livestrong band,
shiny disco ball looking belt,
of course, they couldn't have forgotten the green in it,
i was beginning to get a little nauseated.
20, still attracted to things green
but life has been harsh sometime
and i know green can also get toxic then and again...

a time destined...

of a time so clear in my minds eye
summers humid earth
sweet drops beaded up
the thrill of swiping them clean


fingers entwined in a deep reverie
dusk sunshine streams through
curls and soft caresses wait
in anticipation of a time destined