thinkinghertz

thinkinghertz Feb 2018

No place to go,
No one to see.

stranded.

No place to go,
flat heart.

lost.

No place to go,
temporal lobeless.

starving.

No place to go,
gutless bones.

Going nowhere.
I’ll stay here.

flatline

#lost #love

thinkinghertz Feb 2018

false start

dry heart, wet skin
warm with the memory
of fiddling fingers
the fountain is born again,
rich with the marrow of sin--

#*** #love #lonely

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