Photo: Kick The Bucket by Cody Kapscos

Diamond-Crusted Morning

Someone came, last night, and scattered diamonds out my window
And painted the sky a kind of blue there’s never been before
There’s nothing you can see for miles,
Just fill-me-up blue and carry-me-off green

I pull on my boots and stand on my doorstep
The crispy air enters me like a honey-covered knife
It races down to my toes, like a horse in a field
And makes me alive in a way that’s better than before