The Periwinkle Pedinis Protest.


Your feet ache.
You’ve been over it seventeen times since this morning.
It’s an east coast winter,
the sun sets soon.


If you could just get this part down,
Maybe then you’d take a break.
It’s an east coast winter,
The last looming light leaves.


Your blue pedinis protest.
Take them off, go home.
get some sleep.
The girl you love so much,
the dancer you see in the mirror.
She won’t leave.

It’s an east coast winter,
Don’t you dare depart. (from me)


Dedicated to the girl who fell in love. (Eva)
The lovers that leave us will always hold a place inside.
Don’t hold on so tightly.