I wrote a poem
And thought it great,
Then on the cloud
It did float away.



Writing Her Way

They are in timeless songs
And she wonders
how many
this same ballad
To love so fiercely
Defying time
And space

And others will lay false trails
To pick up
Where time
And fragility of the mind
Cut short
And she holds out
As she tries once more
To catch even a glimpse,
She writes her way
To him


Writing, How I Forget

February 2017

I forget, how did I forget you?
You, the instrument that gives me a niche,
Comfort in the slide
Of liquid,
of graphite over lines
Click of keys,
Let out, letting be
The thoughts, emotions,
Made tangible,
I find you again,
And I am thankful,
I forget, so that I may
Ever ecstatically remember you.

And so I write.


July 31, 2017

Fear in insanity
Made her make precautionary paths
Then erase footsteps behind her
Made her fear
Plots in every thing
Worst intentions everywhere
Her disappearing act
She bleached herself
From existence
No tracks left
To realize
Everything she feared
Was internal
And was eating her alive
Trying to understand what went wrong
She finds rare forgotten pieces of herself now