Uprooted

sitting outside of work

dilapidated jeep

light misting

splotched

spreading like button mushrooms

across the windshield

fluid bulbs trapping light

obscured sun hidden from sight

smog grey clouds splayed overhead

so thick

I think they’re grazing the treeline

piercing the turgid mat

gnarled limbs

ruffled fingers swaying

with anticipation

they dance for the rain

as we once danced for the rain

thanking the unholy

unknowing

yet grateful nonetheless

i stuck my arm out the window

reaching toward sky just like them

wanting to touch clouds

shear that wispy down

scoop the ice from its core and swallow it

to feel the chill

i let the dew bead

across alabaster flesh

observed as marbles

rolled upon the darkness of my follicles

osmoting

drinking in rain

sharing in the culture of the peaceful ent

but

my roots must be displaced

transplanted

because today I work

Mitchell Chmielewski

I currently reside in Indiana where I am taking classes through Penn State University to complete my Bachelors in Finance and work for a non-profit clinic. I was always passionate about reading and writing and I intend to use this blog to hone my craft and to entertain others. Please feel free to reach out and provide feedback or to discuss my work.

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