are you mine or should I give up that fight
this alienation seeks to press in, it is eager to bite
jilted lovers, if lovers at all
fading like old photographs hung on the wall
whatever the oblique harangue put on,
little frames adorn anyway
lightness into lightness
just before the empty,
I ignite, I paint the stars-
and the feeling that usurps grace is suddenly over me
-c.j.
Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 5:56 PM UTC
are you mine or should I give up that fight
this alienation seeks to press in, it is eager to bite
jilted lovers, if lovers at all
fading like old photographs hung on the wall
whatever the oblique harangue put on,
little frames adorn anyway
lightness into lightness
just before the empty,
I ignite, I paint the stars-
and the feeling that usurps grace is suddenly over me
-c.j.
