Skyscraps by Kay Shao

it slips between the wrinkles

the faint reminder that 妈和爸

were people before parents

their daydreams nightdreams and

big dreams

halted midstream

to bring my screams

from 妈妈’s belly

into this humanity

that

once did Machiavelli

the wrinkles enfold a skeleton

bygone remains of what once was

their big dreams

brilliantly scattered entropies

color the skies with the radiance

they left behind

so that i

could climb

climb

climb

what i find in my mind

unconfined by the lines

of what i am told

i cannot do

but blind to the signs of perilous skies

that 妈和爸 absorb in the kind—

ness wielded by their love

shielded by their love

so when we climb

climb

climb

climb

with our minds

i hesitate a time

to remind myself

the things they left behind

for me to climb

upon

big dreams once

smattered patterns of smiles

free flowing through wild winds

blowing imaginations

now

a box

for me to step

on

oh blue so blue

now that i have

to the heavens grew

it is my turn to set my box

for them to step

on

fly 妈和爸 to

horizons——————————lines so high

mankind gasps “the eye lies!”

where a phoenix

rebirths the skeletons

alive a bluer sky

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Kay is somewhat of a whimsical spirit. She oscillates between periods of ruminative pondering and uproarious laughter, both of which she enjoys better with friends. Her writing, mostly consisting of poetry and prose, is inspired by the thoughts in her heart and the feelings in her head.

Instagram: babyblubean

Kay Shao