Knowledge is an overrated power … More the fundamentally inadequate.
You’d let me go when I moved in
with those butterflies I felt within … More confessions
and I was, once more, a greyed out face in the background,
a ghosted silhouette, a muffled voice; forgotten, as is usual, again. … More Always.
the reigning silence threatened only by breaths half drawn … More acrostic.
for it is at night that I learned to find peace and more of it… … More nyctophilia
“… foeticide of our children from affairs with pain” … More induced insomnia
pain, my truest lover, has found home in me … More time to go home
those eyes whispered of how she couldn’t love me and how she would … More letters to Selene
“. . . graveyards of the unaddressed kisses decorating our lips . . .” … More lives of the lifeless
. . . we sought them whose emptiness would fill our hearts . . . … More the Definition of Love