3.9.2017

Blues

Watercolor on the skin

 

I will not look you in the eye while I lie about the origin of these bruises

Or at all today

 

I see you growing tired

These months carving caverns beneath your eyes

You are not lacking in compassion

Only endurance

 

I am tired, too

I cannot keep my eyes open

I want to go to sleep while I’m still happy

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