what's the closest you can come to an almost total wreck/and still walk away, all limbs intact?

POETRY

hallow is the heart is the soul is the breath (written 27th Jan 2025)

hallow is the heart

which bears my filth

and savours my bleeding soul

and hallow is the soul

which clings to you

and chokes out the softest breath

and hallow is the breath

which i crave to breathe on your skin

and allow myself to sleep

o darkness (written 10th Nov 2024)

o darkness embrace me

in my filth and my resting place

take me in your grasp and clutch

until i fall limp

lay me on the earth

caress and love me

and leave me to the grave worms

Boyish Summer Wept (written 15th Apr 2025)

Sun-warmed skin,

So young, so kind

And only having loved

And never been loved.

The steel in your palm

Trembling slightly,

The cool breeze penetrating

The quiet heat beating down.

Your eyes sting,

The drink flowing amber down your throat.

A groan slips from

Your parted lips.

Your shirt lies

On the dirt beside

Your beautiful

Still body.

Arms across your chest, folded.