#barefacedverse

my eyes they droop and polish finds its chip in clumsy stepping. one turn of the fist to pull the shadow of apathetic raccoons. one twist to streak the well-lined lips. color, come on! i expect you to hold me together whilst my head is still counting sheep. #barefacedverse #whenlifeimitatesart

Push an inch To push past it Just enough To feel glass breaking Just enough To stop a soul from aching When little holds the line Between day and nightfall Because the sun also holds the sky In the moon's smiled reflection To a night's good warming Just enough To keep a good man strong Just enough To keep him to the grind