LAND

Wonder if waves feel crash on rocks
Wonder if rocks miss parts that fall off
Wonder if stars whisper nonono when fading out
Wonder if sun begs time to let it sleep in, just for right now
Wonder if moon grips hug from light spiraling around
Wonder if clouds know heartbreak while colors bleed down
Wonder if breeze loses speed if it forgets the point
Wonder why I can’t seem to feel right if left to a straight should.

christine hauer