...

the pacific is bleeding
& im breathing heavier with every seizure
barometric pressure sways me like reasons
& I trust my mind a little to much ...
my gut...
says sit right here for once
tell your story from a level head
for once.
dont succumb to your peers..
for
once.
this is your home...and the most beautiful curse are these purple mountains that keeps those stars
in your scars..burning
her eyes...
tell so many stories
and all I do is listen to our recordings
in an empty apartment
for
once.
but I woke up this morning with no fear in my heart
so this evening life restarts
regardless
of the words that flutter over our
thoughts


caught