The Overflo

The whispers of wisdom dance in the curtain spread Murmurs of angel wings Constant against the beat of time Familiar mire swirls in the morning dew Fresh from the paralyzing treks from worlds unknown to the new dawns day Diamonds glimmer in glimpses of the ex lives checked upon re-entry Comfort creatures hide in plain sight, but out of mind Musings of the future that done, and done fleet on the wings of exiting pidgeons Flight unknown as the neck ties and coast lines we imagined for ourselves flume into confetti  As the children held hands and jumped into the unknown Pillars, and spires climb the heights and mine the depths of the souls we always knew we had. Dying lanterns wait for rescue knowing we were never missed this entire time The edge of summers, vacations in limbo never planned for viewing We saved our money for nothing Pour the salt Erase our footprints We were never written into the screenplay Crosswords mention the scribbles, and ideas we were Tombs for no one we walk the