#593

I sit in the state of a daydream With all of your words flying over my head Even more time gets wasted In a daze It should seem obvious to you Your screams and cries are never going to work And all of your time gets wasted In my daze And I'm looking back now At where I have gone wrong And why I could not seem to get along My interests are longing To break from these chains These chains that ...

The Numbers // Kim Addonizio

How many nights have I lain here like this, feverish with plans, with fears, with the last sentence someone spoke, still trying to finish a conversation already over? How many nights were wasted in not sleeping, how many in sleep—I don’t know how many hungers there are, how much radiance or salt, how many times the world breaks apart, disintegrates to nothing and starts up again in the course of ...

damage on the street

crooked teeth watching slip dress and all on the third step the heel breaks, a fall rescue watch bruised knees again application time wasted in the dark without friends rough hands grasping fabric tear too far muffled screams in alley buried under humming cars iron hot strike a flood and retreat violet shaken damage on the street

Its such a waste to be wasted In the first place I want to taste the taste of Being face to face with common grace To meditate on the warmest dream And when I walk alone I listen To our secret theme A butterfly that flaps its wings Affecting almost everything The more I hear the orchestra The more I have something to bring And now I see you in a beautiful And different light He's just a ...