broken bottle
after broken string
the fires embers
gasp for air
as i gasp for your love
shortness of breathe
we collide
collapse
and escape

in the morning
looking at my finger prints
they tell me stories
of our time together
and the water trickles
from your sleepless eyes
into the cracks of your lips
like pleasure by numbers

aloud

I’m in love with no one
other than change
even the pennies
they’re prettier
with jagged edges

it’s all a blur now.

I stayed up to watch the sunrise
the sunlight peaked through
as yellow as your teeth
through the stained glass
I realize that you
are the only one I need
and that this feeling
comes once
stays once
and goes once

transforming to blend with the scars

change doesn’t have to make cents to anyone but you.

alcohol is what’s for dinner