come as you went

oh sky of monster clouds and glass

hillsides vert from rain. you produced the sound

we follow south to where it ends and

underneath the bridge oh sullen

aberdeen    #katyamills

seattle. early spring

glass rises up from the waterfront and you and me

we are specks. i am drawn to higher ground with recollections of cities i've known

we stop for a breath looking down on the ships in the sound  

your hair the color mermaid i grab your hand. i must not let go

you yearn to return to the sea       #katyamills