Your words were always icy daggers sparkling with...
of frostbite...

I am a skyline in grayscale and
you are an ocean of black and white...

Familiar fires smoulder throughout
my mind...

40 days and 40 nights have passed as
I've stared expressionless at...

We were skipping across
Hollywood Boulevard...

You spoke as though you held
the moon hostage between...

The wind is roaring through my ears-
mesocyclones fill my ribcage and...

I am the lost art amongst a
sea of authors...

Have I unknowingly
swallowed an earthquake...

Your amicable compliments
paint my sky with shades...

When push comes to shove,
I'll be sitting up high...

I told a man I barely knew,
"I'm afraid of tomorrow...