I house your disappointments
Here, behind cold bars of aching bone...
a date was set
the Day went out...
they’re suffocating,
the memories of us...
you
speak of...
an invasion of
loaded questions...
one night
it dawn on me...
some days
my thirst is so immense...
They are pages
that time...
When music is fine
what difference does it make...
i shower in the gray silence of
an autumn afternoon...
Just a touch of death
is what sometimes bring us back...
In a time long ago a girl lay in the woods
Her wings dirty, halo cracked upon the ground...