overflow (poem)

i saw you on a poster today,

i’m starting to see you like the masses do.

beauty only begins to transcribe you.

without the haze to soften your light,

we would be blinded by serenity.

in and out of timelines,

you told me you remembered me.

the night slowed

and the rain froze in mid-air.

overflow.

i can hear the waves crash from your memory

i can feel the wind glide from your imagery

overflow.

transcendence made me open line,

interpreting these dreams of mine

overflow.

my soul was just a quarter cup

now i promise i can give enough.

overflow.