I have
this sense
of dread
like someone
once here
is gone
a bellwether
or perhaps
a bell
in some
far off
belfry tolling
I’m waiting
awaiting now
this news
of my
next heartbreak
Category: Poetry
DoDoingDid
Why do
when doing
did but
then didn’t
I ask
you then
why do
if doing
did but
doesn’t anymore
this haunts
me doing
this did
when did
doesn’t do
Paradise (to Mr. Smith ❤️)
No one
ever knows
what exactly
Heaven is
but if
paradise is
then paradise
must surely
be just
like this
ThenWhen
And then
when you
only then
when you
do I
for now
when you
do I
do too
CloudDreams
Dreams have
never had
anything to
do with
anyone else
dreams are
but clouds
in sky
meaning nothing
to anyone
else but
to the
one saying
that is
this and
this that
