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Seven
Without you, I could have wings, and see the world, standing atop the Eiffel Tower, before I found my way to waves, waiting for breathtaking, but, without you, it would just be places, faceless things, that just happen to pass me by. I thought about you, tonight, as I stared out my window, at more…
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Morning Magic
I was awake, with the birds, levitating above where I used to lie, your voice surrounded me, and I was sane again.
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Overtired, Overemotional, Over Me
I slept four hours, so maybe I’m in sleep deprived psychosis, but I waited, inviting sunlight into my empty bed, held by the morning, holding it together, long enough to fall apart, as the moon falls away.
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Concerned Whispers and Online Rumours
I think you knew it couldn’t last. Eventually, I’d self immolate. Immortal, in your favourite dress, your favourite girl, self destructing, for everyone to see, gently taking the whole world with me, dancing myself to death, to a song I wrote, from concerned whispers, and online rumours. I was born dead, appearing, and then disappearing…
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The Things I See In The Dark
Watching you walk away, I am stuck in place, until you return. I make plans, of how I’ll tell you, that it’s over, knowing they are just fantasies, preemptive proposals, that came together too late, because you have already gone, and I am talking to myself, talking myself down, from going back to a version…