black streaming hair

Already a foot stretched away
Towards
Solitude, pink pearly toenails
turned far from the crowd
Already
an eye cast
to far off blue mountains
Already your soul scream's from
Volumes too loud

black streaming hair waving back
at your peers
a'wash and a'play in their glorious
day, already
a haunting
that moves your child bones
Already aware
that
you sing the wrong tones

M  28/8/23