Sitting, bleeding
cutting you out...

I think somewhere in all this
subcutaneous earth...

Take a cloth
and slide it across my skin...

Empty
empty...

I feel the rain
and I wonder...

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

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

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

I can hear the strumming
in the background of my life...

I am a ghost to your reality
when I am not there...

I am learning
to rest...

Some days I wonder why life's hard
and some days I wonder...