To a certain tigger, who always puts a smile on my face. A Forever Blossom.
When We Were Inseparable
By Tyler Mobley
When we were inseparable
things lost their reason.
mouths moved but nothing spoke
louder than those color pencil
sketches on my high school schedule.
Cookie Monster, rainbows, and
ribbon bows, heart ignition
sailing through clouds on a hot air
Little things, like when you hid
in the parking lot surprising me
after class. Crawling over the
middle seat to use the driver side
step. Still remember those
mixed tape tracks, telling the
story of our lives. Are you Down
I was a teenage Anarchist
Welcome to the Family.
Sharing French toast, your Biscuits I’m
gravy. Lying to parents about a
UCLA night, then coming clean on Venice beach.
Jalapeno heat transfers between body parts
cooling lips in pairs. When things
heat up, 180 South could play all night,
till Jeff makes it atop Corcovado
still I was at a loss.
Every once in a good while
a groundswell runs through,
long after internal waters have
settled into their normal affairs,
the excitement of swell
keeps our eyes on the horizon