At noon, under the smoking city lights, you grabbed my skeleton and buttered it with cream and topped with a cherry that you plucked from my neighbor’s garden. The traffic was everything else than a chaos, the movements were fast enough to cheer up a child, but we both knew we both needed more than the city offered you. We spoke to each other very ( Read more... )

I keep reminding my heart that it needs to beat, I keep reminding my lungs that they need to breathe, I keep reminding my brain that you are coming soon from the place where you went to. They asked me if I was okay and there was nothing to say. I smiled back and they assumed the worst ( Read more... )