Tue
May
27
The loneliness of being
Hello there,
Reflection…
I loathe/hope you have a good life
To move fast
We must breathe slow…
Can you see the top?
From down below?
Hometown sings:
You don’t live here anymore
Hometown girls:
You are only attractive once gone
The coast mocks you
as it reaches and pulls away
Give the child a lolipop
See if he stops crying
A martyr can’t be a martyr
If he throws stones at himself,
He doesn’t die,
he just remains,
sort of sick.
Broken mirrors do not remove reflection
Just give hope,
that a different mirror
Won’t say the same.
