Wednesday, 23 September 2015

new title

crying stone eyes fight
for this night’s tender. in
a protagonist semi colon
we explained my me’s.
and when departed souls
were condemned for their green
palms we waited until we knew
how far our monarch wings would
take us. new title to our only
lonely sky will become
a nameless lullaby.

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...