Cigarette butts no longer linger concrete, but I swear the cloud of smoke lingers, the sweat of adolescent anxiety – the suffocating pressure to comply
Circumstances shift – breath the fertile air – let dreams fly; expand embrace change – hope, now winged, an explorer bursting with possibility. I would
Absence of table echoes in a room reserved for its central role – I am at a loss, no explanation proceeding this disappearance have just
I wrestle with sleep – need overpowered by unease, senses on high alert, as if a child trying to intuit the degree of volatility in
It’s Monday again – days passing through my hands like sand, no receptacle in which to catch the granules – why this sense of urgency?
Fruitless is worry – useless sensitivity undermining vibrancy – love smitten are victims, pause as memories rise analyze old wounds revile infatuations pain threatening uncertainty