To Be
Are you waiting to see if your breath is airborne and I think we can lift it. A bucket of mop water , the old tiles , the spots get darker. The feeling is civil so we have to practice. We see and we try to enjoy it. So we wait for another day. Now your always sleeping; a breathing beauty so what should I do ; rubbing your face smooth in the living room. Its just another way that I’m kicking myself for thinking thoughts that it would be okay.


















