poetry to learn to love again.
"and i would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more." -- kafka.
(2019).
i hold your tongue: you have to halve it for love this very night. there's no easy way --
there's just a face in the city tonight looking over with sold sleep in her eyes -- there's no other way, it's just how it is --
but tomorrow will always drive me crazy because my love lusts, my lust loves you in window panes -- no more soft disdain for what we were before.
but i swear it: i'm in love with the pangs; the dust that i kick up -- walking by your pictured side: can't you see our emptied cup, the language that is being lost; tired tongues that tried for our lot.
(26th April 2019)
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