Ashley 7/30-

Not sure when the sky changed
it may have always been this way.
A little bird keeps telling me
it has always been this way.
I've just been walking around
with my nose on the ground
searching for a clue.
They're in the air
they've always been in the air.
You can feel them as they hit your skin
and crawl into your pores.
Seeping. Deeper. Deeper.
As they mingle in the strands of meat
between outside and inside-
you know. You've always known.
You can feel them now in your bones.
With all of the other clues
that you had ignored all year.