Opposite Middle - Ryley Walker

That year

It wasn’t me who wanted

I was just a happening

Uncurling in your garden

Search for a nightcap

The world looks so funny on me

Maps misguided

The patterns are empty

Feels near

That time I begged your pardon

Goodbye to righteous

No need to alarm them

Opposite middle

Twisting tales beneath me

Bend beyond

The light is feeling

Once fear

Now the meek can will me

I was just shaking

The others saw through me

Untapped minding

The past is still thinking

Maps misguided

The patterns are empty

Finding hours

They can heal me

Clear reflections

They believe

Sweet daylight

I can see through

Strange hour

Curls in you