The words that you read
Eyes that see, have the power to receive
The mind conceives, as it wants to believe

Coffee's bitter.
But why do
People love
It so much?

Everything is so vengeful
we cohabitate with hate
hold hands with death
archaic existential
armed embraces
it is time to smell
the coffee of evolution
there are no more falling leaves let's call it Autumn let's begin to forgive live love and exist.

Does pain exist if there
is no comparable event

Can a person matter if they
never existed

Only in stories, that are miles away
and in years forgotten

No expectations exist
no disappointment to overwhelm

Just a blank slate

How your worth with man
May I sing it certain of
The mark of hanging

So I rather than
Hymning whisper of that love
Forever reigning

sometimes
I hide with the
monsters that
hide under the
bed.