Monday, 2 February 2015

partial

play properly with my words and
watch as these walls dissipate
into nothing.
revive me into little everythings
that only we could ever find.
everything else still matters and out
of control still staples us together.
i am inspired by the course breathes
you have yet to take.
me away with you
was in that same
sentence,  me
and my breathes are already

yours and i am flying.

grieving greif

bountiful snow with stagnant silver wings and baby steps leaning us forward. i have been in this attic before and the leaks were distancing ...