Shoveling the Sun

 let me spend myself to ruin for you

I have lifetimes to spare 

plenty of change to make

these layers on layers of blue you baked

into a cake of whipped cloud 

how did you know it was my day

puddled shades of blue unimaginable

before you keep me alive a flower

begging for any rain 

you ask me about love

about the meaning of me

shoveling 

the sun

 

JP Pestana  Shoveling the Sun 5.17.2022