Sickly Sweet: A Monthly Poetry Installment

by G Collins

Winter Mallow
 
I don’t speak often of you though I should –
you’re delirious
& reek of an early sunset for sure.

You’re a snug fit, a silk coating.
I sink
& I need to drink more water,

or,
at least refill the Britta to give the impression that: “I’m on it.”

Dry air, my dying skin flaking off,
festered
& fluttering in the forced air.

A deep Vanilla Sky afternoon
with you, or the birds,
or the fire burning down the block.

Gregory Collins is a graduate of the Riggio Writing and Democracy Program and received his MA from The New School’s School of Media Studies. His activity includes sound work, GPS-guided narratives compositions, poetics and humor. His interactive literary journal DRIFT INDEX will appear online in Spring 2014. 

Click here to read more of G. Collins’ Sickly Sweet poetry on The Inquisitive Eater.