Some days-
some nights-
I put my hands on you.

It usually ends badly.

Fire or water
Eyes burnt holes
Lungs filling up.

Once, just once
our fingers
tangled
held.

We were on a beach.

Correction-
I, on the rocks,
You, walking into the sea.

This place sucks.

I pretend it doesn't.
But it does.

Moonrise:
Let the dead bury the dead.

Some days-
some nights-
I let you put your hands on me too.