The wind was whispering to me, as the waves watched from below the boat, warning of circling sharks, but I saw only clear skies and serene seas. I crashed below the crying waters, unmoved by their tears, knowing that their sadness would soon fade. I knew something that they didn’t, and soon, I began circling…

One more for the road is an empty promise, because I will weave the longest way home, endless empty paths that I will fill with fantasy, claiming your collar with my coral kiss, again and again, with one more, and then another for the road, while I wait for the next road to be built.

I was surprised by the snow. It arrived with no context, making no contact, not enough to crunch under my cheap shoes, no footprints, no letter to say goodbye, written with icy fingers. Just breezing by, without a care in the world.

I capture the colour of your essence on my lips, but it doesn’t keep you from cowering. I feigned familiarity, just to soften the blow, but there is nothing I can do to ease your mind, as I ease you away from this place. You have grown familiar with the beating of your heart, and…