Dust

http://danceenglish.live frauen besorgen es ihren männern i am drowning in the past
all because i am leaving
i am holding on
dusty boxes and photos
i leave fingerprints
on these white walls.

peter james roy grace serie write down everything
write every word and thought
i don’t want to have to guess
or overthink my analysis
i used to sing to them
in the soft sounds of me
my little voice against waves
of unease.

http://drivingblame.live/2019/05 geburtstag knut zschiedrich i can’t let go
i have these dusty fingertips
and haunting poems
and prayers that won’t come out
these flashes of inspiration
these depths of desertion
i have it all
i am holding it all in my heart
this safe little box with a key
i broke it.

vendre ou la vie sauvage i’m sorry.

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