We are together in pieces
made of a a poem facade
the sound of a big dog
howls into the sky
for something right
and only a kiss
so, open your eyes
aggressive, albeit alibis
are calling , I am doing just fine!
I am much too steep!
The pictures in my mind are
not long enough,
you closed your eyes-
madness, once again a lonely night
for once I'm sane and blurred again
bleeding out...
I like your sorry,
always words for me
worry, bury me.