She don't wanna know him
Says that she gets lonely
But she loves the space around her hands
When she stretches out her arms in both directions
She throws away love
Like people do old rugs
She won't need a hug when she could rather dance
With her veins fully attached to a heart with no dissections
She gives herself kisses
Bares herself witness
You don't need a person just to feel emotions
Maybe slightly out of focus but you could have a moment staring at your own reflection

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