Friday, 5 April 2019

align me in it

i wrote you inside
my lungs and while we sat
expelled from our own
magick; you decided to
leave me breathless.

i have enlightened your
eyes and inside our limbs
we corrected marriage proposal
wars and fell across the moon
shadow. it had a shadow
and we swallowed its
pain.

batiste me in the warmth
of knowledge
power
forgiveness and
freedom of the choice
they knew they never
had




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 ...