A Morning on the Tiles by jes
This morning, I saw a man
standing alone at a bleak and wintry
intersection suddenly explode into tears
when a pool of sunlight enveloped him
and I remembered when you said how
much you hated spring because it made
you feel like you hadn’t achieved anything.
– Bison Jack
I saw him when
you hated morning sunlight because it made you feel alone
and explode like a bleak pool into tears
when standing at this intersection
you hadn’t said anything
I remembered a much achieved man
and how a wintry spring of suddenly
enveloped you
