Let’s just stand here, **** on these hard lemon candies and watch the evergreens turn to ash.
once stone etched
Molded by the cascading
ever flowing
torment of a river
that had sprung a leak
Millions of years ago
Now man made, clad iron.

I don’t know you.
I don’t love you.
I’m angry with you.
I’m uncomfortable around you.

We stand hand in hand
The ash engulfs each lung
As if our cells had prepared for the event
We keep breathing

Dim lights of the train receding  
I ask you my insecurities
You muffle your ignorance
Displeasure

turning
Looking at you, as you are
A sore in my
Psychiatric dismantling
The one time
I forgot
We existed after
The ones we love
Disappear