Letter 05: Your dreams

Dear dreams,

i've had enough
of you tugging at my heartstrings
and snapping me awake
dangling fragments of glass
inches from my spilling eyes

i thought i knew/dreamt/hoped/wanted heard
"i might actually just love you"

you're too cruel.

sincerely, your nightly prisoner

ps. i miss you, where did you go?

1 comment:

Write your thoughts kindly, ... or at least as thoughtfully as you possibly could.