To that person who drove, so careless today
Who missed me by inches and didn't give way...
Upon the perspective of the oppressive past,
the fragments of bygone prospects...
Without you
I am just a stranger...
In the darkness,
all the inks in the world...
a rose i drench with love
in hopes it’ll wither not...
you make the house your own.
paint the bedroom. repaint...
I don't know how to process
the twists and turns of...
A poetic hive without the bees of words,
The song that sings me out...
Nurses see only
old lesions but for patients...
In the night all the
inks of the world can not shield...
Looking into the paradox
of distance and destination...
Now and here are the same magnet pole
as we go...