what’s left to say in my weakening world?
where’s that silver lining that I thought that I was promised?
hardly a sea
forget fish
just quiet and the screeching of the cat
Tag: weak
poem: after you and you
after you and you
I’m after something, true
but its false city, he
rejects it
turning up heat on the
fast-frozen few
thaw out the weak and half-hearted
