A pocket full of wishes scrounged, From that jar hidden glistens, Moss quilted over the with tight patterns The way those words befallen like a tragic accident Ridden of ecstasy, mirroring mirage scrubbed Of the seedlings I planted in place of you, And now the sun has weathered and water Flooded the void crestfallen in my rib cage, I see how ******* wrong I was, The tree which have bloomed stands Alien and distant, unlike the way I supposed to happen These crisscrossing bones around my heart Are not meant to be torn apart, **** no, donβt you dare come in with a hammer A key rests whisked away into oblivion Maybe in that jar, a tiny glass jar Hidden in rocks and soil, Kisses of spring water and haze Of pearly whispering fog, Someplace far away With the lid barely clutched to the lip Roots have devoured the pretty lies The glass slipped deep into the green earth, So if you dare entire my life, dare step into this void A void rattling, singing, cursing and barking of laughter A void of paints and cold leftovers A void of running feet and fleeting glances A void bedridden of danger and ringing Of the purest love and affection To simply be, to breathe beyond the stitch of your sleeve, I dare you, gather gander, smitten courageous one