Today Is Not Someday, You Know What I Mean?

There are so many shades of green

That I love.

But yours is my favourite.

You stand in front of me

Trying to convince me to dance

The darkest green floating above your head.

Now I’m talking about my father

And how I’m unsure

If I would like to meet him someday.

He must be surrounded

By a murky red

On a beer stained sofa.

“It’s okay to be confused”

Your voice is like a cool breeze blowing

against the trees.

“Today is not someday, you know what I

mean?”

I do. I always do. There’s no need to ask.

You are overgrown and underestimated

And I know that you are unaware

Of how much I stare

At the emeralds in your eyes

Dull and familiar.

You tell me you will die young

But I insist you will lead a prolific life.

You are always alive, even in death.

Even the most muted greens

Hold the promise

Of life.

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Cover Photo by Efren Ftz.