Charlotte Cramer

We are all strangers in the midnight forest

Alone

Arms outstretched

Fingertips searching—

We fell out and down through the world

It just dropped us

Flicked us out of the way

like a crumb of food

off the table.

So when the sun yawns

We peel our eyes open

and the colors spinning off the trees

smile—

Sometimes it’s brighter,

here,

on the dark

side of the moon.

But suddenly you smell like a kiss

and I think

if we could only disappear

together

I would get a chance to taste those lips.

Yet if we can’t learn to live together,

we’re going to die alone.