We are not immortal.
Far from it
Fragile.
Thursday, January 15, 2015
Oh Hello Again
12/09/2014
You had been the
stuff of my poems, immortalized in my literature.
I had forgotten you
were real.
Bail Out
12/01/2014
At the first sign of
reality, I start tossing all hopes out the window. I look out and watch them
fall south of my heart, then dip my head back inside before I can hear the
sound of them breaking.
Poison
10/22/2014
I think our hands
are poison.
We lay our hands in
the water
And contaminate
streams.
I watch the heart of
the ocean turn black
And the surrounding
trees die by the riverside
Thirsty roots
desperately crawl towards the edge of the water
Drained ever bone
dry
At the touch of
ironic moisture.
I wonder what did we do?
And where did it all go wrong?
When all we started
with was love
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