you shatter like rain clouds,
heave like thunder,
feeling the lightning
trickle down the heaven
of your face
as you taste the ashes
of the promises they made

washing your mouth with wind,
your heart beats like a hurricane
and the monsoon in your mind
leaves your soul ashore
to feel the defiant lump
in your throat
sink once more

splinters of snow
blanket your bones
and an icy chill
remembers you spoke
nothing
**of forgiving seasons

i exist in the 4th dimension
you got stuck in the 3rd
cause you didn’t stop
to think for a 2nd
if it was not the 1st time
you had been lied to

why are we here?
on this senseless ball of mass,
light years away from the afterlife
& the in-between
made up of star dust, ash & bones

we are small and unforgiving
creatures
we are lost and looking

we have direction as far as our
senses can take us
and ultimately we claw for
belonging,
often where there is none

you are calling me on memorised
dials of how you think our union
counted
and I am inclined to leave you on hold;
in one piece

i am fixated by (y)our wonder,
itching to scratch (y)our loneliness
but (y)our idea of love still remains
in woven scars

we are shipwrecked at the idea of
us,
choking on the sos of our mistakes,
flailing hearts with veins stretched
out
a distance still too far from
our miracle

i am afraid to stay

you are hurting your patience

i am afraid to love

you are tired of cliched virtues

our excuses have run out of breath
and i am adam a rib short
of loving the sins we dared
to call eden

for nothing in this world is free
so when the wolf says:
“here, take a bite”
he is merely talking
to himself about you.