Yellow Walls - Jackson C. Frank

Yellow walls that shine like silver

Dark green windows

Stare never closed

From yellow walls that shine like silver

Through the hands I choose to hold

Painting nightlight

In searching questions

Cannot catch the shadow

That is me

Running naked

And unmentioned

Through the death

Of a saltless sea

No one knows me

In the morning

No one sees me go walking by

And if I listen while no one answers

The winds can only echo a goodbye

While through your windows

And through your walls

I see you made of crystal light

I see you running and never moving

I see you waiting for my knife

Through yellow walls that shine like silver

Dark green windows

Stare never closed

Through yellow walls that shine like silver

Through the hands I choose to hold