thoughts from last night;

[fora_da_poeira]

sad girl

empty little girl
kicking her thoughts
amongst the leaves which lie
dead and broken and scattered
across the ground
she kicks these thoughts
without thinking about
where she is sending them to
except to know
that she must never
stop them moving
for if they should stop
they would surely force her
to see them for what they are
and she knows they are
nothing she wants to know
empty little girl
kicking her thoughts
kicks them to a final resting place
among the bones of the trees
among the bones of her life
among the deaths of her smiles
among
the last sad dance