Broken, we embrace – you slowly hole away, explore a laughing woman, lie with her of like poetry When you awake my self is clouds
Category: relationships
Good Woman
Cater, Good Woman; keep your pantry full – there are mouths to feed, and whims to answer, smile on. Smile on, Good Woman, feed the
Black Hole
All relationships have walls, the therapist offered Walls, I could handle – build a ladder, scale – seems there was no help for the vortex
Worst Betrayal
Gentlest morning, and I touch this quiet smile, lightly, trust joy, us… Sister shares a sad word, where he enjoyed her honour over me –
Cancer. Support.
Cancer. The fear reverberates, ping-pongs through our community – seniors with hope, fresh start desire after years of toil, children, woes we congregate, create –
A Thousand Whys
In summer they were rock, a picture poured of woman wanting, but men are lazy, could drive me to ask a thousand why’s Is it
