Dillon

he saw the dark thoughts roll in
put up his umbrella
and they fell to the ground

tears fell and he forgot
about why he loved her

then they made puddles
in his heart
and started filling up to the walls

he remembered
he could not paddle
he could not swim

trying to speak
his teeth grinding and churning
swirling and trying not to fly away

the birds nested in his chest
the doves in his heart

his body an open garden
his love an open field

his name written on the ground
his foot prints across the sky

he whispered her name
she only whispered goodbye