are the only thing keeping
me from falling apart
!
One small barrier
(between me and the world)
:
The one thing
that separates me from the dream.
My
dreams were preferable
to this
.
Much softer and filled with
more desire.
Tag: human
May
there is a time to rest
among the soft flowers
[they exist
whether you are there
or not]
Poem for Robin
such a human thing: making meaning
from every moment.
isn’t it enough
that we’re all here, eating our corn syrup
easing our shadows?
who are we to satisfy
some entropic god
some ancient mercy?
Siena Rose 