The Place Where No One Else Goes

I I went to the place where no one else goes and though it was lonely, that is to be expected. What caught me with my pants down was just how cold emptiness is. So cold I couldn’t tell if I was frozen or burnt or if I just didn’t love all the way anymore.Continue reading “The Place Where No One Else Goes”

My Amputated Love

My amputated loveStill makes small animal noises but now They’re an unpleasant kind That wake me up before the sun Perforate my eardrums Then whispers words that I can’t hear My amputated love Puts on war paint and drinks too much Of everything, not only booze Pulls up a barstool next to mine Asks meContinue reading “My Amputated Love”