a hot vapor released
into crystallized metaphor
grazing the horizon
of disinterested desire
enshrouded in shadowlands
re-entangling disjointed pain
you gaze upon the breaking point—
of grace
of hurt
of love
of joy
of pain
speak to me your sonnets
of grace, love, and beauty
drive my hardened heart
dying faith, hope, and need
someone needs renewal
we are starving and scraping
gaping, escaping, breaking
breaking our own hearts
a narrative beats, reaps,
pumps, slams, gives
distributing life, giving
sustenance—awake.
Open your eyes.
Live your life.
