These things take a while
Like wounds to scabs waiting to subside
These things take a while
Like wounds to scabs waiting to subside
Sorry. We can’t choose people or circumstance. All about love is complex. But maybe.If it understands its limits. If it stays true to its intent. Then wisdom facing the end won’t be that tragic.I refuse […]
What can’t be had…
Crisis is calm Against the mob of one Cassandra facing the truth While the world’s conveniently turned
She said her weather’s bipolar
I invited her to my home
Visited by full on
Tropical Depression
As a constructAs your mind fills in the gapsBetween what makes senseOr which of our replicable actions Are acceptable as consistentNone of which is correctAn argument lacking depthThoughts as intenseAs they are denseDying soon after […]