Electrified - Jayme Carlson
poetry ☆
poetry ☆
You and I sit in a soft
storm. It simmers with gentle
ferocity, the lightning hums
a lullaby. Deep violet and evergreen burn
across the sky, our favorite shades.
No butterflies slam against
my ribs, my heart does not
shred itself into pieces
I’ll have to knot back together.
You devour my iron armor, infinity
begins to end and I feel
safe. Electrified.
When the ugly morning yanks me awake
I wonder if somewhere you dreamt the same.
Jayme Carlson is a writer, originally from Colorado, now living in South Carolina. She is currently working toward her MA in Writing at Coastal Carolina University. She has a BA in Art History, and has experience in art education and museum work. She adores anything fantasy: books, video games (especially Zelda), films (especially Lord of the Rings), and is working toward publishing her own fantasy novels, with a dash of poetry. Find her on Instagram @jayme.carlson
