29/04/2026

class act with hands so dear
admire the beauty in the mire,
turn the postcard into a friend,
so near
glass act, a step too needy,
a step too clear,
a step closer
to how you’ve always feared

sleep, wishful!
wistfully creep,
blissfully bleeding, hide open wounds
he sees
with eyes bleak-
a beak, he grabs a fistful,
try to pry wide open noons
like autumn when the stars start to sleep,
kiss null
wreak rubble, comets
forever guided by the words i seek
and blinded
by the ones i keep