the gala dragged on
the patrons yawning yearning
for the clock to strike 8.
as i approached the bar
johann strauss’ blue danube
began painting a picture of peace.
enamored, i watched
twin flames bounc...
my depression whispers "you should just sleep here"
when i sit on the couch after a long day.
she haunts me like the souls stuck in Hill House, and all the humming i do won't keep her out my head.
you can tell a lot about someone from their shoes.
a good egg,
the shoes of this one
scream in tongues,
bellowing from deep in her gut.
"help me!" they cried
"i'm all alone, i ha...