making choices
           is not for the
                 faint of heart                
                               any step                ⍜
                           into the future        ☇≣⤷
                                             is a step 〳〵
                                                   into the
                                                             ­                 
                                               ­                           
                                     ­                                    dark

O’sweet babe

sister’d to her  

many forms


In each shape

she had found

a new way

to change my world


But held her love

In a shapeless void

we do not write poetry
we write mirrors
which are held up
to curious faces
who read
looking for their
own reflections

Another dream about
You
That’s no surprise

Since you dominate
The world behind
My eyes