Where you were born and
Our sentences were rescued
the hope of feeling neglect
suppressed our lonely
marriage.
She watched our colours fade
while our memory
Tattooed us.
I dated the heartbeat
And it fell off my skin.
Resurrecting our famine
For each other's glory;
We lost our freedom.
I can merely recognize the
Patterns in your face i am
Feeling it’s air and
Can no longer withhold my
Beating breasts.
I traveled through your
Erased pages and
Severed the blinds of
Our oceanic palms.
Breathing becomes beating
Becomes unforgiven
Becomes us.
We are nothing but
A fenced in shadow.
Saturday, 16 February 2013
Wired whites
preferred idle eyes
started creating paperback tears out of idle pen hands, and look where it took us. i've encountered space between us but I've blur...