You get to tell me.
TIME HEALS ALL
When the crater rewinds its fall,
all that heat and ash it left
floats into the rift.
                                                              |        Adrift.       |
You get to tell me.
THAT LOVE LOST
*******.
When the poems i poured forth
turn to life and sit
comforting me.
Mourning.

YOU GET  TO TELL ME
whatever the hell you want.
Who says i'm listening
anyway