my puzzle, sky, rodeo glance

you are my greatest puzzle
when storms come and sun, the pieces
don’t seem to fit together 


the sky looks so blue 
that I step barefoot onto the balcony
my feet feel the cold
my eyes know
I will look at the sky all through the day


I’d once gone to a rodeo
but I didn’t want to look at the ring
I’d gone to movies that I didn’t want to see
this sunrise sky is the greatest screen
for my daydreams to play out


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