Kay Catherine

broke off a piece of your terrible secret
written in bold brown crayon
sunshine holding your laugh in the air
cracking and hacking and canned

and you shine
a rosy ring around you
and you shine
that rosy ring surrounds you

sand on the floormats and salt in the air
ice cold
decent skin
rain in the forecast and sand in our hair
cracking and hacking and thin

and we shine
a rosy ring around us
and we shine
that rosy surrounds us

oh that gradient's steep
let me sleep