Pledge
I said I can give it my all
Rolled up into a cloud of solemn lies
For she
Carry out while it drifts downstream
Clean my mouth
Wash hers
If that’s all I do today
Five days of the seven
Answer to myself
She has no question
While I spread my riddled path on a sheet
Day three
Blossoming
Be there by ten
I’ll be there by then
When months pass
Is it the resentment that fuels the excitement
A fire to burn the lining
A fizzing that tickles my sternum
Give me more
Give me more
Until I’m content
Will I carry on hopping
Sometimes I hope my next hop
Might just land me in a playground of satisfaction
I didn’t see this coming
If I did
I don’t know what I’d of made of it
Muddy trail or gravel path
That day
I tied my laces a little tighter