Sunday, August 31

a deal

I'm only looking to be understood.
By you.
And if you love me for it.
That's all the love i need. 

Wednesday, August 13

brick's tale

that tender clay
in the winter sun
could've been anything
you wanted it to be,
but now it swallows
the flames of the kiln
knowing no fire
any longer, any more
can burn what's left within.