I stare into my coffee,
watching the cream swirl
as it dissolves into hot blackness.
My coffee is kinder than your eyes,
cutting through my paper heart,
poking holes in my confidence.
I start to fumble words;
enourmous wooden blocks
made of feelings too heavy for
an infant’s hands.
One turn after another,
I spiral down…
like the cream.
Finally I dissolve,
and fade into who you think I […]
We find the easy way.
Up, down, around, sloshing through the thick -
we untangle, climb and conquer.
Still, pain is mind’s mortality,
crinkling hope like paper -
each fiber breaking cleanly in the fold.
Sing pain again;
of women, drugs and alcohol,
of faint stale dawns.
Your eyes paint me -
a figurine on a step,
breathing fog.
My lips steam.
I watch my breath -
quietly swallowed […]
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Robert Frost