icy blue lean
taking in the glacier
made way for you and me
to see clearly midst the panic
1873 FD
clouded blue slant
taking in the body
that bore another again
ignored imagined baby
only a mother a lover an absentee
nothing else to be
a drowned downy
feather landed on me
before the buzz
hum hum hum
smiling trying wait to burst
you're somewhere I’ll hear about
savor the crust
the line to vienna from calvary
isn't it pretty
i'm in golgotha for the week
standing on short legs
maybetheywillsaveme
A business expense
the snapping of a head
Hospitalized for 6 pence
sapphire slide i'd ride
to pay to play to know
where abouts is lawless
undress before a foe
now the map shows
a different continent
isnt it
hard to hold something
you will someday miss
and not know which and not know which
discomfort is a common thread
in the sheets i make my bed
it can't stay wet it can't stay slept
this time you have a solution
Poker at the library
we must convert our energy
this bnb housed symphonies
cellos leaning gainst groaned walls
grown in love & traveled miles
just to store things in a closet
just to pick who’s in her locket
violins swell bass is on it
solo conductor meets 1 eye
illuminated ray a spectrum of time
rich brown hue reflected light
the head moves the feet
the curl moves the smile
you know no crescendo
I have never died, not even a little
haunted sky shelf cloud eyes
sensitive and pressurized
when mobility flees except long hands
holding screaming squares I already had
gong sounds long it’s morph o clock
mid depth night toxic shock
2013’s a different sister
would've had your dreams
& chicken tenders with her
once you pad your blisters
you can take me anywhere
now my map shows a different continent
isn’t it hard to hold something
you will someday miss
and not know which
and not know which
you made the rules & you made them strict
headphones on forever pricked
you walk through things
To make them swing
summit destruction
Saying nothing
Rusty hinge
Keep it unlocked
Unless I’m all in
Feeling pulled getting Randy
I’m confused who even are we
I see the numbers I held the breath
I churned the butter I baked the bread
Someone help me
Life is good
Can’t complain
there’s been
another casualty
Mirror lake shard
Hit the vein
Murky blue decline
Surrounded by red
Lunch break juicy tear
Under bright red
Illusionary blue
there’s no man with a gift for you
Green that will be gone soon
Angled confusing blue
I’m dead
--Juliette Andrew, 06/08/2025
Theme : Love, Self