quasi_sean

no use trying to silence the evening
who comes
silent at first
and then to scream

and when the whirlpool
calms for a moment
there you are
w/a smile

a sadness in your eyes
that swell like bruises
a moment of nudity
when you've exposed your soul

and i see where i was
back in the corner
behind the memories of august lust
and grand plans gone wrong

no time will make this better
or rather, no necessary amount of ignorance
that i wish i could muster
for these times

and know that in this
roadmap of scars
i can always fit
another

and even more to follow.