my little untitled
my little ephemera
built for one summer
a love stuck in could be
then faded and gone
hope choked in the flux of creation
with its limitations
and all its dismay
and my sad pony’s limping
now back in the dawn
dusk for my pet
my poor pony
and all my proud dreams
reduced to baloney
ephemera’s yesterday
hope is tomorrow
with promise of happiness
and promise of [...]
