To break 
one knows 
life is 
a reflection 
staring back 
at you 
giving reference 
this side
that side
in between 
nothing is 
it seems 
as it
seems is

I’m outside 
looking in
having once 
been there 
knowing how 
having done 
but now 
knowing how 
means little 
I’m left
to imagine 
not remember 

I would 
trade all
the secrets
I’ve ever 
known for 
just one 
more kiss 
for yes
I am
a traitor 
to life 
but never 
to love 

Stone by stone 
rock by rock 
I have built 
once a bench
then a ledge 
now a wall 
leaving it behind 
walls are meant 
prisoners behind them 
certainly are not 
onto my freedom 
a place where 
such things aren’t 

Some people 
are put
to change 
like stones
in shoes
giving pause 
funny how it’s 
the littlest things