Tagged: explosions

melancholy makes

it takes a bit of

let the illiterate hold

let the illiterate hold
these words in their palms –
there is no more fear
of explosions, no great
battle to be fought, no
insolvably insane
heart-renderings, no
hero to be lost. let
them feel nothing
and still
see everything –
if not a single
word holds
sway, i would
never have to stop
looking for you,
i could get
away with that