Fledglings
~jummyjeenz D.T.
When pastel breezes were blown
Upon the windows ledge
They morphed into
A grenade of words
That could not be
Unsaid
Tepid rays
Sliced
Through the morning mist
Illuminating widening eyes within
Mincing lingering dreamy thoughts
The torment would begin
Swift gulps of glacial
Stale night air
Rushed straight to their heads
Blocking blood vessels
Twinging nerves
Left motionless
In their beds
