When we didn’t know each other.

Loved only who we knew.

Devotion tired of something.

Flaws out of focus.

Taxing sentimentality.

Maybe if we could care more?

They would be okay.


Strings pulled heavy limbs.

Surviving lies, rotten insides.

Minds eyes foggy.

Hearts buried in garbage

Maybe if they could care more?

We would be okay.


Thoughts turned into fire

Red heat to black coal

Strings broke, disorienting

Flesh singed, bones cracked.

No one cares forever

It will never be okay.



Sped into each other

Sweating compassion and sadness

Consolation gifted peaceful sleep.

Faces free of surmise,

Narcotic embrace, knit together

Restoration of life’s value

It’s okay to be okay.