The moon had just settled in the sky
when you performed a contemporary...
april, with bloodied fists, heaving breath finds
respite where your clavicle meets your sternum...
Is transparency a soul,
something all the clear things share...
Oh well, ni modo.
Gather your tears and boil them with your anger...
One cloudy day,
I was about to drown...
I'm tired of people calling me "sad",
using it as an excuse to get too close...
You taught me about music
and how we can hear it anywhere...
crumple this up after you're done reading
because honesty is a beast in drunken stupor...
A revolving door of ghosts
morphing into new members...
I regret not killing you.
I could have done it quickly, without a trace...
You leave me in ruins
and at the end of each...
People come and go
A cacophony of murmurs...