at the head of
in between the
lines that scar tissue;
peer into the
brick ropes holding heart-bones
whet against the wall.
Night-time evinces the cracks
of light peering throughout machine
(Watch darkness in the family –
symmetry, still repeated.)
of arrows drawn towards lives lived towards greater
pain, held close to your chest, not knowing why.
breathe out the light, close lips against the cold,
forget the world, why you’re stuck inside.
live within the sound of her,
her sighs and lips, still unfolding.
(flowers blooming in day,
wet with tears like dew), encompass
the hurt of meeting
the world, its blinding gazes
to subtle joy, again
tremble with dawn
and shrink into dark,
hold the clouds close,
tears in your hand,
written in math class.