I am independent
water slaps the sand
me & my book & the beach
on a roof with stars to hold my hand
I am lonely
colors fill the void
art & wine & serotonin
long nights destroyed
I am in love
prayer brought me you
3 a.m. & messy hair & kisses in the night
diagnosed with new love flu
I am dependent
holding my breath
monday & tuesday & wednesday
attention addictive as meth
I am confused
together or alone
with your hand & with mine
my tombstone
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Camera-eye
PoetryA little book of poems & photography. camera-eye (noun): 1. observation that is detached and photographic in detail 2. ability to hold in mind Thoughts and views of life; the little things and the grand moments, the good and the bad. *All photogra...
