1432.

A will for hope to
fill the cracks that heartbreak too
often takes over.

1431.

A brain can't ever
be transplanted. The dead roots
here must learn regrowth.

1430.

This head forgets so
much more than it ever learned.
Lost dismemberment.

1429.

My words are always
a translation in broken
progress. Stuttering.

1428.

This world better suits
its dreamers than realists.
Survival heart lapsed.

1427.

A borrowed culture
to fill in the cracks of what
is always missing.

1426.

Identity a
catchword that just escapes the
grasp of so many.