a little less revealing and pause stops
stream is off air
dissolving like the city sun
swim inside the skin of a lover
in choosing what we cannot say,
carried on through an original lifeline
but theres a hole where your heart lies
find the faith and forgive me.
I’m not saying I’m the same
a vintage building block
when black becomes the colour of the flesh
ink marks where something once reside
to slowly untie before form.
the monument of a memory