She roamed the
universe like she owned...
You had folded my clothes
on the chair, and left a note...
Let’s start this with some counting
One, two, Three...
Your love was plain
like waves in shallow water...
Modern day living
urban blocks of depression...
An axe to grind I need
One blip of time for me...
She calmly approached him,
while he was carving a wooden bird...
No pain meds for me,
he told me, I want to know...
I do recall, when life was sweet
we’d play hop-scotch upon the street...
Freewrite/ Rant
Will I ever stop being...
I walk towards you
but...
The clock does not know
it will continue ticking...