Dead Sky Dawning

It’s a new day
And the dead sky is dawning
Rising from the fallen dreams
And lost memories
To haunt waking moments
With whispers of before

_{©2007 KLauderdale}

Daydreaming

There’s a train leaving in an hour.
It’s not waiting for me,
and I’m not waiting for you.

Good-bye…

Disgusting

Facing the mirror,
Eyes squeezed shut.
Imagining bones
Peeking out from skin.
Clavicles extruding.
Hipbones poking.
A child.
Turning away,
Ashamed.