Monday, 26 January 2015

stiffened

time grew us apart and as you
lay beneath my ego and cover my
chest with faithful breathes;
new life becomes.
paragraphs would be cleaver to enter our honest
cleavage but instead i will feel taller knowing
i made your skin smile.

smoky tears glue our heartbeats
and our remorse is designed. 
propelling us to stay;
as we lay down to pray. 
as we lay down
to pray.



this will be my last poem

so that i remember. because before melted steel, there was hand-made, better, buttered words. we can decide if new spaces beneath me can qui...