the arms of a woman
is the closest
to Heaven

They say we are reckless
Stupid.
Throwing everything away for one thing.
But we are but dreamers.
Dreaming of love and the idea of something binding us together.
Our hearts ache for that.
They hunger.
Thats why they beat out of our chest and naw at our ribs because we want what we need and we can't always get what we want.
So we become reckless,
stupid
Wild hearts
-Kennedy Grace

Have you seen the moon?
Hidden by a cloud
it's missing

Missing what was ours
Truly it was never meant to be
Gone forever out among the stars
Whisked away, a vapour, just a dream

Have you seen my heart?
Melted by my tears
it's missing

Missing plans we made
When you took your love away from me
Overwhelmed by sorrow and dismay
Surely I will wane and fade away

Just like the moon

so I brought my writer wife
(prominently pregnant)
to the hospital
and on her bed, she screamed:
"weren't" "hasn't" "couldn't" "shan't"
"aint" "hadn't" "you're" "isn't"
"aren't" "didn't" "wasn't"
"who's?" "what's?" "he's" "she's"

The doctors were confounded
and they turned to me and they said:
"What the hell is she doing?"

And I replied with double speed
and a violent sense of urgency:
*"Don't you know?
She's having contractions -
she's a writer"