Sunday, June 5, 2011

somehow

suddenly

it dawns.

 i do not figure in your

 life anymore.


somehow, roses stink


satin pricks



somehow,



somehow,

i'm thrown by the wayside

wallowing

in a shallow pool of tears.

when the moon shines on her face

when the moon shines on her face
i breathe even softer
afraid..

lest my selfish breathe
 pushes the moon beam away.

ashen morning

this ashen morning
i sit alone
snuffling tears
trying
to wipe away
memories with a smile.