a month after

I don’t know what forever is Nothing really seems permanent Fall reminds me every year Every memory becomes imagination Autumn is like the long valley; the one that was written by the person who also liked lions, witches and wardrobes I always hope it’s a new landscape for me Forever hoping Love is what lasts forever In whatever way it morphs When it’s light like snow Or dark like when I miss you. I close my eyes And I know forever.

Utilitarian Recount

In the end, my excuses were superfluous and ridiculous I’m jealous that someone will inevitably get your attention that I covet. The most pitiful wounded part of me is stamping foot + shaking fist at sky, and you I wear my best poker face and say It’s All Fine It’s my own mal heart, and I’m stuck in the mountains of my mind The humilitation strikes a chord deep, I’m unwinding all the time.