Pixie gods

17 Nov 2011 1 Comment

by Kimi in Poems

Under the dying leafs of the now dying fruit trees,

That is where you may find me.

I sometimes stay in the moldy box on the side of your drive way,

between the wings of the black birds trying to sleep in the frozen night.

I’ll be there where no one dare go.

I play with sickness,

I dance with the wind, softly tapping at your window.

Watching you put your shoes on the wrong foot and I giggle at your meaningless ways.

Soon I’ll ride my peach tree leaf into the cool night drizzles.

Sound and music will always be by my side,

Now my friends, go away and stay away or dance with us forever.