My Invisible friend

A surface smile with a depth of shadows like a bottomless ocean,

umbrella sunrise of rosy pink cheeks,

peek through cascading moonlights like white shades,

shiver under a blanket full of holes,

waiting for the tides to come in.

The New

Appears like a biting wind on a warm cheek,

whispering questions that have drifted with the dead petals

floating carelessly into the stifling waves of time,

counting days by the rising and falling of the moon,

murmuring poetic verses to the sky

watching the puffs of your breath swirling into old images,

novels stick to your fingers like dirt

can’t wash away the tainted crimes of fake heroes,

a cracked smile bends with the sunlight,

brisk winter breeze billows onto your chest,

few streaks of clouds form a halo around the town,

outside stretching arms fingers attempting to touch

the golden strands of the new dawn,

but they’re just out of reach.

Suck in that crisp air,

And stare onto the horizon slowly revealing itself,

It’s time for a new slate to start.