I succumb to the overwhelming shutdown
and my mind begins to slow as I realize...
I followed the others
to the Women’s Baths...
When the dark
waters of complexity...
Crosses and arrows.
X's and O's...
Is there a word for having no words
I’d like to think contentedness stole my...
I left my dresser-drawer slightly open,
for your spirit to slip and escape this...
My name, it is not Jack,
And I do not have a spring...
Music perished into dust
as I paused for a moment...
I count his footsteps
to my dismay...
I've been reading the words you left behind
again...
Yelling daffodils paraded
Eulogies, soft, serenaded...
9:11 a.m
21st March, 2019...