it takes less
than an onion
to get them
the rivers
in eyes
running
if you are the
wrong person
craving
on the slype
like a beggar
of love
by choice
it is easy
to get used
to love
chocolate cake
should taste like
cake
with chocolate
sweet poison
love touched
it is easy
to behave like
the world
is ending
maybe
it is
maybe
I need a
hangover
maybe
an hour long
kiss
or hug
or love
need him
i never
cry
good girls
don't cry
out loud
they cry
out loud
good girls
always
look back
on the window
to the branch
company
i don't cry
i never do
i don't cry
i should though
i tried
i couldn't
i can't cry
without him
i can't love
anyone
but him
i die
for
the past
i hug
the blanket
thinking
of you
your arms
your safety
your warmth
i meet
your
absence with
quails
and
quivers
little tears
tasted
like overrun
seawater
abridged
date
a sunny day
in weather
a coughful
of dissolved
cardon dioxide
nitrogen
oxygen
and
a little chill
a sunny day
cloak
blinds
half closed
veiled shape
of sky
shy sun
the notes
of the partridge
neighbour to the
lovely picture
painting
Have you ever
wondered
the notes
of the sheet
chirp to me
but look like
amputated birds
to you