i walk into walls
hard and rough
i reach my arms around them
like walls had life

i’m thirsty
starved of warmth
and love
i’m a bit too sad to seek happiness

i let the last drops of light
escape from my eyes
i scrape skin off my tears
the wounded drops of liquid

with no direction
they make my resolve soggy
they fall on my hands
they eat through them

lonliness, you cruel fantasm
ruthless but true
what could i do without you?
you, the high-walled guard–
the sharpened machete
that makes verdant possibilities
separate from their stems and fall over–

in a breath–
in a glance

sorrow holds me gently before taking my face in her hands
she Kisses me hard
she bites my lips
she draws blood
her affections leave me injured–