Editing Photoes

I can't fix you
These calloused fingers
Don't reach deep enough
To unmake, unshape
And tear the holes right out

I don't want to fix you
And leave you less
Than the sum of your pains
To burn away your shadows
I'd kill your light.

I'm not fit to fix you
Because​ youve not been broken
Just rewoven, recoloured
To tell a richer tale by far
Than bland perfection.

Sadness
Like a cheeseburger
Hastily assembled
Gradually sinking
Into the grease stained paper plate
Less appetising
Even as hunger grows

Bring your heart like a wolf to the water

I could chase her like the thoughts
That whirl my head
Or catch her in a moment
Instagrammed and frozen
Open to the words of her
That wend a weary way
Between our distant worlds
But still the hope that lies between
The clutched and the let go
Needles up my chest
As it dies
As it does
Every single day.

How curious to breathe
While still being held in so many ways.

Afraid of Ice

Under pressure
You melt
Then run