and when you said
laughter is like a foreign language
i imagined that i was
teaching you how to
speak it

Some part of you changes with every movement
every action, inaction, each word spoken, unspoken.
You reach out and grasp some understanding
and realise that in fact you know nothing.
You eat your bread while the Earth moans,
moans under the weight of indifference.

Colours are important for our feelings,
If you can find the matching ones.

I am still here,
It's somehow disturbing,
Even for me.