Nine-to-five sanity
Held together by Elmer’s
Crumbling in the face of
Your evolution
Tidal wave of pent up emotion
Flattens me
Fills my crevices
Until I breathe it in
Ragged breaths
Turning inward
Shield my eyes from rays
Look down upon my existence
Bump up against your presence
Envelop myself in it
Streaks of red and orange
Petals fall dying
Reborn into echoes of tomorrow