shed this skin

Time to shed this skin
again, no real purpose
except to lose myself in amongst the wild
so the rain washes away what was  
celebrated, as others
see how I was formed

I will paint my skin black and tremble
set for my first earthquake
after years of being
much less than humble

be benched

Outside of
two years ago
sitting on a side bench
along a wall in a hallway  
I observed Mercedes in conversation
I hadn’t seen her since years before
Is she grander? 
loftier
I sensed we were the dream
as her tête-à-tête ended
she began to make her way over to me
to greet her, I found myself standing
searching for words 
mirroring my emotions
first thought “I love you” or 
maybe something else
more true than truth
as she reached me, out of my mouth 
with great warmth
looking directly into her 
“I miss you”
these words were complete
Mercedes was about to join me
on the bench to catch up on time passed
she then held on to the sides of her dress 
as it seemed to fill up with air
fully inflated, she floated away

summer is back

Thank you Stephanie in Seattle for mojo on Zazzle.