If these four walls could talk
they would tell secrets unknown.
my truth will be told
my cover blown.

If these four walls could see
they too would judge me.
I would be ostracized
they would contribute to my misery.

If these four walls could smell,
they would choke on the smoke that is my hell.
hell in my heart, I have little peace
besides a stranger loving me between the sheets.

If these four walls could touch,
I would not desire intimacy as much.
They could hold me and hug my weary soul,
for they would have empathy...

*and know that love is my only goal.

One uneventful night I had a dream,
A breed of the creatures that no longer roam the Earth,
A tragicasaurus was what it called itself.

It spoke in a mixture of growls and english,
I was mesmerised by this moment and wanted a selfie,
I reached for my phone but it was missing.

A mixture of panic and fear set in over my body,
And the dinosaur forever remained a figment,
Of my imagination.

If I could capture every one of my dreams,
It would contain only photos of you,
And that would be the most exhilarating,
Most beautiful collection of photos in existence.