not for someone,
but for something
to crack the day open.
not for someone,
but for something
to crack the day open.
arguments boiled down to silence,
the sharp smell of sunscreen,
arguments boiled down to silence,
the sharp smell of sunscreen,
It bore the weight of small lives—
Cans, bread, cheap wine—
Wind finds its hollow,
The hands that drove it,
Yet finds only night and the slow decay
Of things that once mattered.
It bore the weight of small lives—
Cans, bread, cheap wine—
Wind finds its hollow,
The hands that drove it,
Yet finds only night and the slow decay
Of things that once mattered.