Brother
Brother I feel you — twenty-two, faraway, coming up
Brother I feel you — twenty-two, faraway, coming up
A strong morning with tender insides, after eclipse reverie
MoMo It is coming closer now — the inevitable —
You – how far away you are and still I
It was a day like no other, it was
Smooth jazz – hot chocolate – warmth in my knickers, I'm
I’m so sad at how little joy I realized
invisible hands are guiding me – soft, mammalian – wrapped under
When a date resonates for no reason – what
I’m sitting right here with this cup of tea