I glance back at the stoic siding and windy shafts
with reminiscence of healthier schedules...

Our love is like discovering the ocean,
far from home, too many moons to count...

Play your heart for me. What
chords these words often...

I was not kicked out, flipped off, forced to shout
because of another lover...

is a
privilege...

You never walked out.
I walked out on myself...

It's been over two months
since I was wheeled into that...

Sunflowers compose
a symphony of light seeds...

Imagining a palace of wolves,
where all around me cruelity is my protector...

It never ended-
blood echoing screams...

.
i'm sure you are unaware you enter...

There is no such thing as a good cop
when it's a system of abuse they uphold...