What is it
I'm afraid you'll see...

We were floating away,
ethereal like the shimmer of sun...

The hole in your heart
where the moon once lived...

I am learning
to rest...

White dress, white lace
tattered and worn...

There, just at the end of your strained vision, a...
And in that moment of seeing, an impossible choice...

Rise, then fall
surge and flame...

The birds flock
in the brisk October sky...

When water pours from you
and shatters into words...

Just tell me
who you want me to be...

my lips
are dry like bones...

Today I am empty
all I hold is...