Why Time is Such an Able Thief
It feels like
autumn already ..
I’ve got that
lead in my limbs
again feeling
like a desert is
almost upon me ..
Dear lord,
how can we both
possibly
survive like this
on the same page
with such
a thirst raging
between us
and the emphasis
always being
upon our longing ..
While together,
we run on empty
and it is
killing us, but ever
so slowly
and autumn is
simply taking its toll ..