electric parade by Janaina C. Falkiewicz
On days of guiltless
rain and grey skies,
I cocoon myself behind
panes of glass and search
for beauty in that place
inside myself where
children never grow old
and gods exist, and where
there is no forgiveness
because there is nothing
to forgive.
-Bison Jack
inside of glass panes and
that never exist place behind no nothing there
is where gods forgive
guiltless children
and on cocoon days
in skies of grey and rain
I search for myself
to grow old myself
because forgiveness is there
beauty and where
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