Fingers

• Artist: Uccisore
• Description: C':
• Date: 01/05/2011
• Tags: fingers

With my feet on my pillow,
My head is burrowed deep,
I'm curled beneath a sea of blankets,
Silky teal
And
Slippery stripes.
They shine when my door opens
And my mother creeps in.
I am sobbing.
She strokes my back,
Through the blanket,
My green jacket,
My blue shirt,
White tank top,
And my skin.
The touch travels to my brain,
VIA nerves,
And I am soothed.
She inches off my jacket
And spins me around,
So I am laying with my head on the pillow,
And my feet burrowed deep.

Comments

[vardofive]

That's kind of good. i like it i think. It's certainly a lot better than 90% of the supposed poetry i've read on here this morning. Nice work.