GARFIELD
4.28.20
carved time for you
feathered Dumbo for your Thursday
shower me with lullabies
but know that robe is as un-clean
as the intention my fingertips
have on your skin
sipping the moon
between your legs i wonder if youve known pause
call me Persephone, then
unable to tell if this is ecstasy
or the taste of freedom after years in captivity