Capsulated
I picked a
flower
For you my dear
This morning
Soaked myself in the thought
I am dying with
this
With this wreck inside me
I want to do this to myself again
A tunnel that
goes
Too far for us to see
I can't get any closer
To stop from freezing
Even though
I love you so much
The third world war of hearts
Unsown at the seams of these fibrils
Hanging by a
noose
But I know I'll always dream of
You missing her in riddles
Who says I shall
not be
So inconsistent
A temptation to caress
Sheltering from my own storm
A Violent flood of tears
That will wash away your love for me
Why has it all
been so broken up
Corners
harboring the pieces
No-one will ever find me
If I get lost
©Littlejoga 11/07/01