Lainey sings
About velvet rain
On cedar floors
Wanting to know
What she’s
Falling for
Baby girl, I
Wish the same
Grounded and
Wrung out
Soft creature
I was, fading
Wild thing, tamed
By this house
And its
Leaky basement
The thing I
Never wanted
Swallows me whole
Gone is the girl
Who flitted about
Riding thermals
Soaring high
Summer storms
Fill window wells
Line of muddy water
Creeping up
The glass
Soaked and cold
We laugh as
Our bucket brigade
Bails my youth
Onto the road
I wade
Into the river
My street became
For an hour
Rebelling against
Greying temples
Endless fatigue
What I wouldn’t give
To sing out
Instead of
The stillness
I have become
About the Creator
Aspen Marie
In love with life and all of its foibles.
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