cremona

your craft
was built
without a
soul 

born hollow
filled with
voiceless
song

in cemetery, vienna

I've seen you,
'you exist' - I say,

in this moment
where all else
falls away.

Gravity pulls
tears past
shoulders and
hands fall
feeling heavy.

Strange comfort
with strangers.

to them
I am just emotion
[yet I am just].

So I break
from bleak,
crack open
to my fluid
core.

I pour out
into your
arms
where I am held.

'Please stay' - you say.

'Keep me here' - I reply.

anna maria

flowers arranged
on the path.
order
made from
seed and stone.
green and stained
pathways lead
though you
walk alone.