You had a taste of
My nightmares and said we should
Move to Alaska.
It comes back to me
Like pieces of a dream I can't remember
And I don't think you took a breath
From March until September.
Tuesday, August 18, 2020
Monday, August 3, 2020
Doing Summer a favour
I let Summer sink
into my bones and my skin is now
glowing of everything
that's left of August –
tanned and tangled fingers
hoping they wouldn't have to say
goodbye,
dreams wishing they will still be dreamed tomorrow
and
so much light,
that not even Goliath could hold it
in the palms of his hands –
Isn't life excruciatingly beautiful?
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