Sunny Days

Closing my eyes To the empty sky I sit on the grass, Prickling my legs with an unexpected sharpness And listen to laughter in the streets. The day is hot, Draining sweat from my body Draining sweat from my mind With a sickly-sweet scent That leaves me craving shade But I stay and take it in; There is no shade for me today. I hear your voices And I wonder What now if you talked to me? Would you ask me Why I'm sitting In the sun I can not see? Can not look at it; Just at it's effects. But that's a conversation Which will never occur As I know too well. I open my eyes Sun-bleached, near blind To the faded colors that now appear Whites so brilliant They're turning blue Like the cornflower sky Hanging empty and dry And my skin pale as long-gone carrion, Like a hallow dream, And I wait for the night.