Dec 2014
Words form rocks in my throat
And drop to my stomach.
Her sobs become mine.
The tears on her face
Become the tears on my pillow
Smothered in the unaccompanied darkness of night
And drop to my stomach.
Her sobs become mine.
The tears on her face
Become the tears on my pillow
Smothered in the unaccompanied darkness of night
