wish you knew

furrowed brows grow heavier

singled-out hairs become stiff and reserved

they decide with every answer given from the pearl’s relfection

to bury theselves further

and futher into the burroughs of the thin skinned.

transitory in nature, they rewind and fastforward

again and again,

smeared visions of the present

bring clarity within the mosaic glass vase

which is my here and now

and their always.

i would much rather act on spontienaty

then measured dilegance.

it cripples this

feeling of freedom to wander

but a feeling is all it is,

each crease like meadows in your cheeks

engraved by the smile of gratitude

i soon feel sorrow

for they are just the blueprint

for your encoming frowns.