When You Are Ready, Find Me Dressed In Darkness
By Maddi Conway
I have this habit:
A trend of becoming;
Quite lost
In the depth
Eternal skies
Searching for
Pearly white
Moonlight
Truth.
When you are
Ready
Find me
Dressed darkness
Floor to ceiling
Light falling
Inside
Ready to
Jump.
If you are
Afraid
Of falling into
My
Transcendent skew
(My)
Surreal night dream dew
(My)
Passionate haiku
Sorry I only wanna
Write love poems for “you’s”
Leave.
Me?
I eat emptiness;
Name it independence.