Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Insert witty title here

Hope is a terrible thing never to know
and a fucking bastard all around...

I'm really actually a happy girl


I had not thought
love
love and grief
grief
I had not thought
in youth
the two entwined

I did not want
one

now I live
seeped in a sorrow
not quite hidden in the half light
pushing out
the joy to surface