17

Dappled sunlight filters in

Late afternoon meanders by

As my thoughts sink in, 

I'm dozing, warm and cozy

In my bed of grass

And time just passes,

Never rushing once to fly.

Host

I am the host of your viral nature

Infected and subjugated

You have climbed inside of me

Completely unabated

Left to run your course

What else can I do?

I am so powerless against you

16-3

I’ve always felt this way

Living near you everyday

Once I saw you my fate was sealed

Visions of you were so surreal

Each barrier you broke through, but

You never noticed me

Out in the rain, this

Umbrella was for you.