zebrasindenver

There is this door

out the front of hotel

its broken

scratched

the title reads 5169

it sits quietly

at peace with its age

last night as i laid down sleeping

i threw a lit match into my pile of unfinished prose

as i lay next to it with wild dreams

i woke to find it not lying in ashes

but a single strand of smoke flew free

will she catch alight

how bright will she burn

and most of all

how long will she let me warm myself

upon her pure flame

can we just not be honest

which corners of this earth,

are not haunted by your ghosts

Love is so powerful
Then you leave
With love

I could not
Have
Left you harder

Do I write you
Do I tell you
Do I miss you
Or
Do I just leave
Open the windows and air it all out
The smell of deceit
A lingering smoke of desire

I have no fear of darkness
As it encompasses me as a warm blanket
Like your love once did
Till the light
Bathing in the brightest  darkness

You are weirdest thing
I don’t even know you
But every morning I wake with you
And every eve we wish our nights
Who are you mystery
Who are you Edie Sedgwick
?

All i had for your love

was a cure

so much stronger

so much more flesh

a grander frame

but the weakest of hearts

and a disillusioned idea

of how i can love thy