Zebra Thoughts

Her mind changes rapidly
like emerald to yellow
and often twice the speed to red
but nothing’s ever to be said.

Her expressions keep indoors
like domestic birds in cages
never realized by those outside
like factory worker wages.

Her fashion alters slightly
and it’s style over trend
a hundred outfits in her closet
but she lacks a real friend.

Her journal’s full of lies
but she covers them with truth
soon enough when she looks back
she won’t understand her youth.

EMOTIONS THREATEN

US (fight-or-flight reactions)

IRRATIONALLY.

At
(it was the pair of heavy
eyelids who stayed up 
all night
and brought you the mailbag, so you could read
handwritten letters scribbled
byway of a stranger’s pencil. What you stole
will never be yours)
last, I found you
out.