initiating transmission

black lacquer is diffused across the walls
shame begins to drip towards the floor.

a heavy-chained and hazy-eyed procession.
we surpass the marriage position

you can meet me at that gate

and it wasn't difficult at all
to create that spawn of change.

we can watch our worlds disintegrate

the setup

face to face
anxiety to hearts
hand on the back of her neck
the pilot light's off
the sigh intersection

click commit

there will always be disagreement. every word that spills from your throat will be laced with undertones that scream insincerity and infidelity. there was always be fear. fear of losing something you never had a chance to save. some options never crossed your mind, or even the act of trying. we're cautious because it's the way we were programmed to assess dilemmas that only provided negative outcomes.

we are hard-coded to fear losing when we know we cannot win.

there will always be a degree of uncertainty. we dream to take chances, but we live as if those chances are threats. we are scared of chemistry, of human volatility. this was not written to speak for you, but to help you realize your current state.

i'm encouraging you to stop worrying and to start living, because none of this will matter when we diverge.

heart undercover

some distance long ago
i left an urn
half a country away
on a pier
overlooking an ocean of black ink
i'm under your control
will you continue to bring me down?
there's a photograph
that was never developed
it'll remain as intangible data
maybe i'll call you
maybe i'll wait for some sort of sign.

maybe we'll rediscover the art of communication

lockout

can you remember a particular second?
where there was a feeling of division and hesitation.
i broke your little halo atop your crown,
as if you weren't the blessed.