These weeks are often forgettable.
The wind howls in the distance...
I tuck my hair
underneath...
I,
I write of you, of me, but mainly you...
Hi MTV welcome to my crib
There’s my water filtration system...
staring at my coffee cup,
flies begin to gather...
I wake up past noon,
limbs anchored to...
Today, tears are shed at
Obituaries orated aloud but...
Your safe here little one
Frightened of hands nearing your face...
You claim to be a victim,
yet you stand by him...
I know I let you down by breaking all your rules,
but will never be sorry for letting your secret...
passively assertive – you exercise restraint in...
but the music between you and i are limited by...
how does softness remain? you’re overwhelming in...
i need you to be – all-encompassing like...