i spend my day spooning honey into your mouth
a space to craft new memories and repurpose old ones
– inspired by fire exit by robert kelly
we should have waited for the spring.
liminal cities are my lifeblood
the universe unravels at her feet
these fluorescent lights aren’t weak
i still cant shake the dream of sleep,
of something just outside my view.
Fall won’t ever fade
and Winter would become just a myth
we tell to our weary-eyed children
as they drift off to sleep