NOT MY WORLD

there is a rainbow which hides in rain
late at evenings grace
it knocks on open day
i follow against a spinning stillness
swim with the rainbows tail
im light not given to that heavy step
exploring a sight yet created yet unfound
this zip i stiched across that conversation
reason bleeds from each pricked soul

there was a rainbow nailed
collected in childs glass jar
smashed by hammers belief
paid for in invented gold
i am light
the mirrors fold
as paper creased
my reflection will fly
deceased

Rainbow
touched this bled,burnt,thing
inside below a fleshy waiting room
my light fled the dome
through a rainbow river
stretched the arms of a child delivered