Wednesday, January 4

so you know what i mean when i say "im sorry":

feeling the fear thrown,
flying from your face

gravity let go, for once, of the weight
your life holds and i watched it float
slowly upwards suspended

where it would land
wasnt the irrelevant chance
i associated with mine
when balancing alone

suddenly the dizzy drop
was what i have to show

not words of affection
 or cups of coffee

but a collision with the ability
to leave all life void
used with object
kissed goodnight