there is a chamber there is a heart we dream it we taste it ours, unconditionally
and in that tear, everything broke every shard of pain, every loss the losses yet to come her voice, her heart caught
all the poetry inside, the curtain… dropping dusty upon the frailty of my words the world, too old my thoughts, too young, too same
my heart has rooms that sigh filled with dust of disuse, of mis… Waking world
the taste of purple inundation eatery fingers flowing in scratching clutch we hold
his gloved hand reaching veiled indifference death of a stolen voice crushing, squeezing
eyes awaken, asleep. I dream the taste of purple I dream the touch of you. I dream of tall grass fields on my… shuddering in magnificent breath.
She walked the raised concrete streets, built from the backs of someone whom she didn’t know. She walked the raised concrete streets, surrounded by creatures of origin. The rain cascade...
The touch that spans length and difference I feel the distance that he holds captive in heart and… one reach, one touch
it was a blank page. Her hardened gaze caused no words to appear. No flourishing language to embellish the explanation.No distractions to explain the lack of written monologue. Not even...
starlight sings silver catalyst for dreams the woosh of the window unit roars with smokey tang on my lips, I shi… shoulder to door pane, perceptions…
The metaphorical heart Burnt in frozen grasp As the stale air, travels, labored far from memories, moments of horror caught
yes... a million times over, I sai… to him, to them to everyone, to no one I gave pieces of me Perhaps
I list their names on my heart Count them... ad nauseum, infinity… They, who sew my shroud. I list their names on my heart They, who released it
fallible fallen features flawless foes feel, feel, feel formulated
