a spidering across my face,  that mooned mirrored moment.



raising from sleep dreamed , dashed my hand to move it,



sadly this morning  find the remains stain, detritus with remorse.





radio news says the evacuation from aleppo is delayed.



history repeats itself.



spider.



sbm.

Girl, what a masterpiece you are
You are sweet as can be
Beautiful and charming
Stunning, sassy, and classy
You are a human work of art
Of a loving nature
An effervescent personality
So gentle and pure

when i put my trust in anything
be it your claims of innocence
or her claims of dissonance
all i ask is
whether it was worth it?

if i happen to be wrong
be it my stupid intelligence
or her perfunctory ignorance
all i ask is
was it worth it?

if my back is squarely up against the wall
and nothing makes any sense
besides the obvious pretense
all i ask is
what is it worth?

whatever you think it is
we can fix it in increments
like the poodle hole in the fence
all i ask is
do you think it's worth it?

i do, but
i wonder
wonder i do

it wasn't my intention
to be this far apart
i'm craving a connection
but i don't know where to start

too precious to ignore
too gorgeous to forget
it burns so much it's sore
but it won't destroy me yet

just know i think about you
every day
and all i wanna tell you
is that i'm okay
and that i'm sorry
and that i don't know what to say