We say it a lotIt feels goodBut there’s no information in itNo knowledgeOnly hopeWhich is fineAs far as it goes
The night before the dawn I saw a full new moon bloom In its rays of silver…
No words
No people
No socializing
Francine Fallara, 2020
You created me too perfect too smart, too fast, too durable.
Leave the deep well enough bonedry. Roll up the windowsin flames. The night dustis the new noon normal.The ruined, so far…
If I don’t reach youon my last daybefore the grave,you can protest here.