Today we shall not pretend

Because silence is not distance.
Because my noises are half yours.
Because secret lives are half-written plays.
Because kisses never happen.
Because sunlight depresses me.
Because some words were careless.
Because wants are sexier than needs.
Because you lit candles for me.
Because apples can make you fall.
Because I can’t save you.
Because you can’t save me.
Because metaphors are powerful. 
Because the chapters are being written as we speak.

I know not what to make of you. 


Anonymous said...

'wants are sexier than needs'? well-articulated! That is why the demise of the soul is inevitable, invariably so.

dream walker said...

i die and live every time I read you, S. Chapters are being written as we speak.