Aeterus

You have endured so many storms that you became one. Your mother was a tsunami. Her emotions came in waves and crashed down on you like “this is all your fault”. Her high-tide flooded your basement. There’s water damage in your roots. She taught you how to swim when you were five years old, but somehow you’ve been drowning for seventeen years. You once told me that you hid all the knives in your house so that the waves wouldn’t carry them away. Your father was a thunderstorm. His voice shook your house so much, I could have almost sworn that you lived by train tracks. His thought clouds generated enough el

Steep, Deep Bridge Be my rest tonight Haunt me in my dreams Make me scream Make me fear But know That you will never never, make me die. I stand on your side Prepared To step over the chain to moulded wooden plank Over river, deep, cold, secluded, dark. My final home I see my love run Sighted, I hurry To attempt the climb, the leap he reaches me grabs me, holds me back his cheek hot against my neck The illusion snaps I look down and gasp My love pulls me back I give in hands let go of chain Leg slips off touches ground I turn, look into eyes Safety, life, love Fear. A tear slips down my cheek He wipes if with his thumb Bridge, sweet br