You are the physics in my air
– all in my grasp –
Pants rivets that stick in your leg, from a contorted position are like a needle in the arm of an addict. The momentary discomfort before submerging back into the drug (of online) addiction. Everyone has an escapism… even those who aren’t escaping.
some lives have turned into the cliche’s they were fighting against
One slender hand emerged to hang a sign on the door of life…
I’ll be back soon!
Walking through aisles of books,
each synopsis different,
some mimic each other,
pondering unwritten libraries
and stories that need a voice.
5 years to the day
that fate cursed us
and sealed us with someone elses wedding vows,
Marking the one long lingering legitimate glance
that would crack the rest of our lives.
Happy Anniversary darling,
the world is really too small for both of us to live
our respective happily ever afters.
exhaling… post inhalation
of ragged breath,
holding it in too long
until it suffocates.
It’s not that your foot is in the front door,
Your foot is half way out the back door
Looking in the mirror, wondering
“when the hell did i become so inscure?”
there are no cracks in the mirror,
only in me…
i’m told that’s how the light gets in.