I have fallen into the old patterns, Their names still leave my tongue hot. You can call upon whatever you think you have, but I know it will not be enough. — Your frailty lies upon your lips like the lies you tell yourself everyday. and I will devour you whole if I must Sate…
Month: April 2019
Abandoned
A second sun has risen over a different horizon. -But I am still tripping over shadows of the past light and yearning for that same morning to appear. To warm our backs and hands But I can see this new light and know its incandescence. I see now. My pains do not matter. I know…