Inanimate

They can't know

They can't see

Lest they judge 

I can't explain the 

Scars on my wrist 

Any more than the 

Scars on my heart 

It's nothing more than

Morbid curiosity 

Over a broken doll

That used to be a girl

Hatred

The char

The smell

Flesh burning 

Crumpled and twisted thing 

There is no recognizing

What I'm sure 

Was a heart

Once 

The Long

The breeze and the moon

And a halo of stars 

The open sky holds me close 

And your breath is on my neck

Miles transform into inches

When I close my eyes 

And imagine the night

As my love 

Water

Don't you understand?

The broken flower is fed 

By tears, same as rain. 

Freight

Teasing at the tip of my tongue

Dancing at the edge of my brain 

A memory 

I don't know why

I left behind

Until its remembrance 

Threatens to crush me

Once more