flight of the butterfly, rising free
Who are you today?
Are you what you did?
Are you who you love?
Do you follow the stars?
i'm going to attempt to let the thoughts flow by
and describe what i see
little pink piglet
thunderclouds rolling in over the meadow
there's fear in the face of the child
nondescript
wearing a green ball cap, coveralls
she wears her emotions on the dusty denim
keeps her expressionless face hidden from all
rust-colored pickup truck
is rounding the bend
piglet hides behind the old hog
storm is just beginning
i can't quite tell
where the raindrops end
and the teardrops fall
he's closer now
closer