Inspired by a story I’ve been working on for a couple of years now, comes the following poetry:
The world is a sheet of hazy blue
but that still won’t keep me from you
oceans wide, oceans apart
where did we depart?
Why, Jessica, are the jitter bugs in you
when you’re having the time of your life
watching me trying to ignite
do you see I’m just a dragonfish
blind, but trying to become light?