the bright wish to cry
vanished she hit the cold air
swirling with no emotions
but the ones she'd thought
had left her as a child hopes
she hoped for the petals of the fog
to touch her in the darkness
she cried not like a turtle
cries shutting itself in she
cried as the alcohol spun her
and kissed her and falling
against a tree she laughed
and asked for another ride, please