Maisie

Strained in my tone, i struggle to explain, heart thumping groans, a waving busman's prance, turns away in the rain, she hears out my rant, laughs at all i've done, the useless games, no wonder when you're alone, ignores secret glances, putting yesterday's blame, on what has passed, she sits on a Navajo throw, the ribbons of a day, wild sunlight in her bones, a sea whipped storm, tornado’s my rage, incarcerated eyes implore, don't go dancing again.