send a message to
who
send a message to her
what would you like to say
how after only a few days
can i miss you so much
no new messages
how can a person hold so much
inside for another
how can i want to be around you
all the time
i never used to think this was possible
but now i cannot contain the light and
my hands are shaking
my head is full of poetry all the time
because you are in it all the time
my head is poetry and i'm driving with
hands and no heart and eyes on the
road into a sky where the clouds
thicken
no new messages
i love you. how can i love you
send a message to her
cancel
send a message to mother
i'll be home soon
YOU ARE READING
metamorphosis
Poésiea collection of poetry written during quarantine, the tumultuous 2020 school year, and the entering into a post-covid world. randomly updated.
