If you take the chance
to look up, you’ll see that the
clouds are still moving

There’s a secret in heaven
In the vines weaved through the overcast
Of a leafy canopy
Someone sleeps in the gathering
Of rain puddles and
Drips like the liquid
In an IV
They say,
Someday
We will be free
From our lost ideals
And speak the last words
We can muster
Someday
We will hear them floating in the
Particles of the wind
And become the stories
That the earth
Tells to the stars

A heart that doesn't beat love
Is nothing
but a woeful hut.

Eyelid kisses
Buried intuition
Beneath warm fuzzy feelings
Fooled me for two years