The sliver of blue peering out
from a stubbornly overcast morning .
You are my purple M&M.
You are the last yoghurt coated raisin,
when I was convinced
that all was left were crappy chunks
of dried pineapple in my muesli.
You’re a banana chip, God,
and I love you.
You are the time I asked for free water at Mc Donald’s
and accidentally wound up with complimentary Sprite.
you are the way tears splash onto a page,
and the stillness in my breathing
after a good cry.
You are the stretch marks on my hips
and the scars
from my old belly-button piercing…(s)
You are friend,
though I’m quick to call you foe
and by the stillness of your breathing
you lead me forward.
In hope of one more muesli coated raisin,
another late night surprise Sprite,
and longing for a glimpse
of my next sliver of blue,
this stubbornly overcast mourning.