Monday, 22 February 2016

prayer

i am shortened by your immense
sideline eyes i am elongated by how
we fell in distance love. we faced
forward in our fury and neglect came 
as a ruined temple seated in our
runaway lap. lowercase tears
manifest in his heavy hands and    
carefree fallens. stale fatigue
runs deep through our veins .
read me your cares and ill
façade your worried palms
and disappear with everything 
and nothing.


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...