you took a sample
of our memories...

Your fractured soul limping
you know the healing would...

she was overwhelming,
so you buried her away...

the sun was caught
on a tree branch...

blood is crystalizing within your veins,
as if it’s mastering the art of sculpting...

Flat surface, new faces, and unknown whereabouts...
A mind hovering over nothingness...

You break it all up
in smaller...

When it’s quiet and
your senses awake...

Catered emotions
cascade...

and I thought to myself....
is there a place for ones story...

You break through morning light,
like a forgotten dream coming to...

you alter
the moon...