144.

The entire world
passes in solitary
blinks. Always lonely.

143.

The perpetual
fool, running away as if
worth chase's effort.

142.

Even as you spoke
I watched your body go all
quiet. Bodies tell.

141.

How the shuddering
grief of a history fades
even while being.

140.

Sometimes I feel like
I can taste the tragedies
of all people's lives.

139.

These monoliths of
desolation. Sideshows made
anachronistic.

138.

You spread yourself out
across the bed, legs bent on
sweaty sheets in a

pose of sacrifice
and all I can wonder is
just how many have

passed beneath the arch
of your passion's extended
offer before me.

137.

The stilled coffin tongues
of regret, mock our shadows
through the petulant

cheeked windows full of
all the dusty memories
our limbs once harbored.

136.

Your love tries to tear
rivers through veins, forgetting
it can't reach that deep.

135.

The light of his heart
shines through the weight of distance
with a great friendship.

134.

The patterns of my
heart seem determined to stay
dyslexic, onward.

133.

I count off the days
between our ever shrinking
distance. Just waiting.

132.

The stars remain an
echo of beauty, even
when one cannot see.

131.

How softly she wraps
those lips around my words in
a love's reprisal.