In scattered rain clouds 

The separated sunlight 

Splits into spectra 

A single pine tree

A raft floating in the sea

A lonely island

The music I played

Even the trees I planted

They all fade away 

A bee without stripes

A ladybird without spots

I am the square peg

Disconnected from

This everyday grey disguise 

Where do I belong? 

I miss the mountains 

I miss being someone else 

I miss not missing 

Still paying the price 

Of all the stupid mistakes 

I can’t untangle 

Autumn oak leaf green

Soft against yellow stubble 

Coming in to land 

So we’re torn apart

Like fields of endless clouds that

Burn while the sun dies