Sophia

The love you sow, dissolves and gives way, breaks open like a stone, is it what you believe, to waste all the days, juggling life's has beens, in clothes torn and worn, the pleat of gone oblates, you make yr first show, incense, flowers and sea, waves carry older bones, time insists it's real, how much have you cloned, using me in your name, heads would bow to know, shed bark off the trees, drink whiskey in shame, you'll never be at ease, as evening drifts ozone, a breeze lifts you away, autumn ebbs on the flow, find your own space.