Tagged: storyless

eventually,

eventually,
stories that do not
get told
no longer struggle
for the light,
but rather
submit to
a silence
more rusted than
golden. the
distinction appears
negligible, but here,
try to lift this weight
.
20140606:0813
y

it is always

it is always
easier to bookmark
your heart when
the story is still
very much
alive.

with just twelve
days under
my belt, i am
still walking into
each day, stunned,
as if it were an
unmarked chapter
folding me in
as i fumble
my way out,
storyless
.
20100302:2005
y