Thursday, October 29, 2015


Fold me
And break me
Have me
and take me
in this bitter way
these words that have held me
unshell me
it is all that there is to say
im used to
abused with
there is nothing
new in this place
ive felt this
I yearn for
I never grow to be sure
When im folded in on myself
Like fractured origami
In this ghetto of lies
Ive been patient and waiting
Endlessly belating
Like the dreams that never die
Ethereal and needing
These dreams are so fleeting
your words
they never cease
the folding and breaking
the hate and raking
in time I am failing
broken on the railing
the words leave me reeling
in a world of annealing where I dream
of you
not again

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