Friday, February 19

a life spent restless ends in a sleep unappreciated

it's sad that i only saw your downfall.

Wednesday, February 3

semisweet sharks

waking at night to find your insides still wispy
and your eyes still heavy with overlapping hangovers;

heart-strings strung through legs
knobby knees tugging organs each step home;

taking a drag as if smoke
could fill the cavities in your chest;