move.

dew-free eyes

webless temple

sprawled sheets

embrace rebirth 

messy year gone

a future still fluid 

bottles amassed 

kicked to the curb 

neck-deep in clouds 

knee-deep in maybe

sprint now

worry never

if you don't 

who will?

reservoir.

water's edge pondering 

sifting through thoughts 

at the lap of waves

on moss-crusted rocks 

fleeting dreams swarm 

on sugar-crushed brain 

real beauty born 

amidst hallow pain.