who has borrowed you now?
i wonder
while time slowly
suffocates me
in this empty bed
avp
who has borrowed you now?
i wonder
while time slowly
suffocates me
in this empty bed
avp
painting him in blurry shades
of what was beyond his sight,
the artist took back the damage done,
and showed him the true colors
of what he stored under his hat.
AVP

judging eyes
don’t stand beside me
in the hallowed waters
AVP
trying to unlearn your lips,
yet i hold on to
your every touch & whiskey texts
and throw away what
makes me hurt the most
AVP

i crash and breakdown by
the picture on the bedside,
lost in the eternal search
for the last breath
before the final kiss.
avp

between the breath
and the kiss
are tear drops
from a bottle
AVP
voices of dreams
come unglued standing in the room alone.
a calm frenzy,
manic revelations,
isolation,
impermanence.
avp

like a silent movie
i turn down
the voices inside my head
that talk me down
telling me
i don’t have wings
to dream
AVP

a heart without a beat,
time without breath.
the sound
good-bye makes
avp

between heartbeats
i can hear you
AVP