the sky is falling
Matthew Daley
it was the birds first
fallen some walking
till they forgot direction
trees lost how
to feed and breathe
then their whispered exhales
the sun begged forgiveness
before giving up
after giving out
flowers forgot the wind
hiding out of sight
of the out of minds
those still standing
pull slow this hospice
around their lungs
darkness promises new
again with small rain
crying stained memory
