FRIEND: And where are you from?
ME: I’m from another place far away,
which no one can visit from here.
FRIEND: How is that?
ME: Do you believe in time travel?
:: /\::
FRIEND: And where are you from?
ME: I’m from another place far away,
which no one can visit from here.
FRIEND: How is that?
ME: Do you believe in time travel?
:: /\::
MY lost, my little life!
Before sunrise
a death sat __
my belly once full
now defeated!
A cruel birth.
Me: an invisible
mother whose
swollen hearts
ache to feed!
Your mouth —
my heart,
I wish to feed,
but only bleed!
:: 10-28-2014 ::
Broken roads leading to nowhere
I felt the end of our path —
and closed my eyes again.
it is the end |||
So many miles to our end,
and you shouted denial
but it is the end and I
felt the world move again.
I dreaded and mourned
this day, it is a dead-end
and I leave all I know again
feeling my heart burst when
I died upon the hill Genoa
and my tears fell but I stood
tall upon my falling soul.
And where you went I followed
even in death I put my hands
within yours as you run from
the danger of life and that death
you love so much
It’s a colliding HillLove
called Genoa
:: 10-27-2014 ::
I cannot pull myself
together
until
I have completely
f a
l
l en
a p a r t
:: 10-28-2014 ::