it started with one
a replacement
something old
with something new
something better
something intelligent
and i felt comfortable
i could rely, depend
on this one change
then it was another one
and still i was calm
content to comply
happy to oblige
what’s one more?
three more rearranged
i started feeling cramped
was it the cold steel
against my wooden walls
was it the monotone voice
replacing...
from my limited perspective
it all looked the same
tiny specks of white
littered the night sky
to my ignorant mind
it all felt the same
the measures of distance
too grand and puzzling
in the unforgiving darkness
straight ahead
the stars’ light smothered
by tall buildings and false clouds
in that daring alleyway
just over my shoulder
choking and croaking
snickering and bickering
it all bec...
it was born of beauty
this most gentle affection
almost at a painful pace
i’d melt at his mere mention
he’d buy my coffee
as whispers fill the air
he’d lie next to me
his consideration so rare
i forget all of history’s mistakes
as i cross today’s date
an end to constant heartbreaks
and a silent prayer for peace
peace i am owed
for his treacherous words
love i have bestowed
while he is far far ...
