a sanctuary is a figment
that holds onto
crepe thin walls
attempting to console

                                                        ­ & I am so sad,
& I am delicate.


a rectangle-d square
that encases
abundant possessions
wanting purpose

                                                        ­ & I am so sad,
& I am meaningless.


a mirrored niche
that abounds
exorbitant realities
coaxing something

                                                      ­   & I am so sad,
& I am unfound.


my sanctuary is a figment
that I hold onto
nostalgic for touch
I long for you

                                                         & I am so sad,
& I am foolish.

                                                       ­ 
emotional access                               chalant-less spew
you can choose                                 I can't choose
garnered love                                   brained tongue
I give to you                                     given through



& I am so sad,
                       painless in your tone,
                                                         passing as you go.