i love what leaves me
as soon as i begin to think
maybe this will last
it falls and crunches under heel
a sick sense that
it is my fault
and that inevitability
is my curse to give
i love what leaves me
as soon as i begin to think
maybe this will last
it falls and crunches under heel
a sick sense that
it is my fault
and that inevitability
is my curse to give
wrote this last month, posting now that it becomes relevant
