I wore sneakers today
For a wander down memory lane
Called an old friend to talk
And took time for a walk
Same as I've always been
Dressed for winter over my skin
Hoping rather to laugh
At the things from our past
Things I've come to miss
To cut conversationlessness
We danced anticlockwise
In lines in our minds eyes

The more I step into the light
The less the darkness offers me comfort
Soon everything will have a face
And all that I feared will be nothing but things I've come to understand

she sighed for lack of energy to do anything else
then took a sip of coffee and continued to melt

Let your lips run like water
A complex irrigation system from your chest
Give all the dying flowers nourishment and let then grow from water you've provided

In stillness, I read a few lines per second
to sweet relief and wisdom beckon
it's the painful habit of the poet I reckon
to let out a breath at the end of each session

The waking will shake you
But it won't **** you
And soon you'll be so taken with reality
That falling asleep will be a torturous task

Your eyes are the ocean
That hits the shore every time you blink
Each tear drop is a monsoon
But without you I'd sink...