I never realised I was desolate
Never thought I felt alone...
I guess you called up Dante
you seem to know him well...
False words fall from my tongue
Flee where they don't belong...
I cherish those moments
the times I have with you...
Staring at that canvas
Nothing falls into the groove...
Perhaps I have become
immune to inclement...
I went to my first funeral at fourteen. Three...
later, I went to my second one...
I whisper thoughts
while my coffee goes cold...
Your smile opens like a harpist’s hands -
dancing through whispers among strands...
If the world encased me
within a mason jar...
The Idolatry of War
(or, the common burden...
I think it's time to take some time out!
Some time just for myself...