#ophelia

Bury me in rue. For the sleepless nights I danced with you; All twists, and turns, and shouting, too. For the way you kissed me right on cue. For the quiet places we withdrew; To sing, to talk. To laugh, to fraught. To shave a moment off the clock. To steal away our tired flock…

10/28/19 Sitting by the dim lamp You know the one it hurts your eyes It’s freezing out but the fan’s on White noise helps drown black thoughts at night Pop tarts and pilsner and a scratch on my tongue A breakfast of champions of sham-pions of chumps And I did I loved Ophelia But forty…