How many bubbles
does it take to drown...

Lean into the wind
feel the smoke...

The sky thickens
and the stars pour through...

Throughout the years
they grew together...

Your memory feels like
fog with no lighthouse...

Moon,
watch over me...

I wonder when
your parasitic nature...

You said
that you would...

I wish I could
find the crack...

Like a prayer, almost
two hands clasped...

Like pennies in a wishing well
bouncing...

There are only
so many pieces...