My Indiscretions

By: Shelbi Henny

The indiscretions spiral 
connecting chains 
tackling the evidence that manifest into chain smoke 
clouds of discomfort 
plagues of indifference 
molding subconscious differences 
tasty bits of space that 
draw in parachutes 
in clouded spaces 
fating in mine
what we thought was easy
became tarnished jewels
silly dust
collecting images that become a new
to stand still in the elaborate signs 
that create and destroy 
buildings 
and form mountains
plummeting in desert seas 
that awaken a thirst to survive
to fight back with little energy
and gain strength
to forward my anxiety 
into perilous comfort 
I reminisce on conspiracy 
when your touch is romance