The girl smiles;
The car speeds up;
The man looks down;
The phone goes off;
The girl starts to cross;
The car turns off course;
The man spins the wheel;
The phone falls down;

O Sweet Baby,
lying there
with you sheets
all in a bunch,
clutching your pillow,
let yourself go.

O Darling,
envision me,
my loving-eyes
meeting yours
as you imagine
the sensual-acts
we liked
to do.

O Sugar,
I was once
your huckleberry,
your sweet loving man,
explode in my memory.

Don't make promises
Promises just become lies
When you are this young.

in quiet rooms
down quiet corridors there are quiet souls
with minds; screaming
she tells her mind to stop screaming
she tells her family she doesn't hear a thing
she tries to replay every good day
but the stories don't quite align
all that's left are her bones here in this bed
and torn up memories by her side

a shaky hand
a flaking smile
she can count her moments of sanity on one hand
a face remembered
a face forgot
she hears no greetings just goodbyes
tired but not asleep, days and nights reflected in her empty eyes
a moment of clarity was all she needed
a moment she was scared to forget
possessions laid out before her like burnt out cigarettes
she makes up her face, reliving the mornings when she was alive
and she approaches the sunrise, sanity by her side
so clear the world appears when reflected not by her eyes, in the water
there is clarity
she surrounds herself in clarity
she doesn't want to breathe
she only wants to exhale insanity

m.g.