words left untouched

Words for words,
Traded routines,
l borrow lifestyles

and sink into temporary grief.

Not only writing to please
but for future.
Cracks formed in pavement;
my words will hide.
But I'll speak to those who
find all treasure not in greed
but in pure coincidence.
Found in rich soil; words left untouched.

Unread messages on count
I find comfort in the sole image
of you screaming.
Not in pain but in
emphasis.
Not in hate but in
spite.

You'll find me.
Not tangible
but in script.

And you'll recognize the possibility of slipping into foreign sensation.

-feel blue, think green, shine yellow
adventure queen.