sketching faces: angels in onionskin

ahahahah... uhh.. yeah. This one came out a bit odd. Thank you to the lovely FadedPaper for letting me use your gallery *** Madeleine, please know that in no way is this odd duck of a poem meant to be about you or a reflection of you.*** I used some journal titles as well as deviations because I was struggling to make anything cohesive and complete longer than a handful of lines

So yeah. You probably have already seen one of my others in this "sketching faces" series, but if not here they are:

Sketching Faces: Morning GloryHere's my two cents:
we wasted time and dirtied ourselves
looting the ghost town, some imaginary place
our kiss, the aftertaste
the nightdance hickeys she left
the only problem is
i'm not from around here and she ages every moment
You see- i do allow myself the luxury of dreaming
but i missed the train;
she left, one ticket in her purse
a folded letter
repentance
and those old dreams, the dreams without form
---
I missed the train. sketching faces: girl onewhen you live and love, maria,
in your galaxy of dreams
don't assume the worst
not when every angle is a number;
at eleven you are green, shifting down
into a sydney sand-turquoise forever
at eight a burningwild flower
at nine, only ashes
but still the various fruits of your endeavors
bloom
at thirteen, when weatherworn
you find redemption's song
and the rest is only stacking effects of the blur

Here's the deal: I fizzled in the last days of NaPo so I went looking for an easy way out¹. I'm doing title poetry (of a sort) using only works (and some of my own impressions/mindlessrambling) from the galleries of my test subjects volunteers. It's been exceptionally fun and challenging, and I'm seriously glad I did this. Might even keep doing them- certainly not one a day, but yeah- after napo is finished, if anyone wants me to.²

AND I'M DONE WITH NAPO. BOOOYAH.

<sup>1. Boy was I wrong about this being easy↩
2. Footnotes are seriously the best!↩</sup>