Pages and Birds
I mistook you for a torn page,
But you were a songbird,
Not broken at all.
.
I mistook you for an angel,
But you were a window,
Clear as bleached-out days.
.
I mistook you for the north wind,
And so you brought me home,
But not forever.
#days
#wind
9 months ago
Journey (Boat)
We could see
through the little window
that there was nothing
outside the boat
and I think the boat
could see
through the little window
that there was nothing
inside of us
that’s why the boat
didn’t take anything.
There was nothing
to take.
#boat
3 years ago