an adjournment of scars, an endearment of stitches

85 | all the devious, dark dances

All the devious, dark dances
we could have done
do tell us what we
didn't have and where
we have gone

All the heinous, hard hindrances
we could have held through
do tell us how long
we have been here
on this road

All the arduous, acrid answers
we could have accepted
do tell us what we're dying
to save and what we're
living to stop

All the meritous, minute moments
we have missed do tell us
that we're full of regrets
we couldn't carry further

All the poisonous, pieced pieces
we picked do tell us how whole
we are and how well
we think we are

All the virtuous, violent visages
we have forgotten do tell us
who were with us on this journey
and who hurt us just to
push us forward

All the same choices we did
and the insatiable longing we fed
all tell us that we're human
and that we're living
on borrowed time