Oh lover,
I ravaged your plans.
You said you knew
How you would
Lay me down;
Instead,
I took your hand
And led you
Down the
Stairs- Heaven bound.
You said you wanted
Me in
Every corner,
Until none remained.
So, we did
As lovers do.
After going
Down the
Stairs,
I sat you down
On an accent chair,
Then removed
My clothes too.
Your heart raced,
And you looked
Surprised;
The rest,
Is left untold.
We did
As lovers do.

One day in 2299,
They will tell
This story,
The one of
Dying books on
Dusty shelves,
In a time when
There was
Still room
To dig graves
In the ground.

Two words
Written on
A sign,
Insignificant.

These words
Mean nothing,
Or do they
Speak of something?

Why did someone
Write them there?

In black marker
In the middle of
A Roundabout.

Two words:
“Free Rent.”

Something
That doesn’t exist.

I said I’ll leave this in your hands,
(God’s hands).
You said I don’t want to pull
You into this darkness
I’m struggling with,
And misery
Loves company.