choking on my tea
every time i take a sip
i'm too impatient
chamomile calms me
just before i fall asleep
my dreams are softer
magic tea, cast spells
conjure hope for my worry
mix starlight and moss
Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 2:27 AM UTC
my grandfather was also
born in may, you know
a stubborn bull
might just be fed up.
from what i’ve seen
they have every right to be
tolerance, then suffering
his lymph nodes grew too fast
"i'll never smile again" i told my father in the car
i don’t remember saying it, only feeling
grief.
we stopped at the reliably empty house
and sat on her porch to purge it all
i was born in may
and my grandfather now resides in our garden
a ceramic bull who takes no ****
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 4:38 PM UTC