Sad Labels:
happiness
the air is sharp. breath in blades slice through enviable flesh. the poison is muted. deaf. mine to determine. fallow. transparent. mine alone to hate. lies left on the pillow. long after all skin is used up. empty indents to sleep inside. to dream against. the same stubborn heaven every hopeless creature has.
shy doors. lost inside the threshold. moment and man. the callous charm of windows. convincing us that we can see. what can only be know through touch. the sweep of us distance. swallows the wolves. leaving only the sheep.
her debate whittles down to only measure and mania. the fever of knowing. and ignorance's inevitable vaccine. her body the map. his journey nearly complete.