linger
I linger in thought,
at empty train stations.
Picture intimate spaces.
Allow room for meditation.
She’s lost her mind again.
Love never resulting -
only false disillusionment.
Lock these feelings in a box,
swallow the key
and these thoughts.
Hold myself in solitary,
pray away
your good qualities.
A single table.
A single chair.
Stare at the wall.
She talks back
commiserates -
my destruction,
my isolation,
my desire.
To dwell in spaces,
only meant for
destitution.
Petals & Teeth


Wow.
Beautiful!! Love this line:
“Lock these feelings in a box,
swallow the key”