near happiness

i cut off all my hair.
it no longer hung
in a moody, drunk sway.
like the girls in the music videos
we tried to imitate.
and the photos
tell the story
frighteningly,
frighteningly
vulnerable.
and empty, susceptible
broken
loose tendrils
on the floor.
you'll be my best friend,
the best
so soften my face
with the brush-touches
of near happiness
so i can feel it
on the back of my neck.

we grow
like little civilisations.

Reviews

[Alicante lullaby]

i think anyone can read and read and read you and never get tired.

[Ed Hart]

you have mastered the art of simplicity...most don't even know what that means

[Alicante lullaby]

your writes are always,always such a direct shoot upon heart..i bet you know that..and you make us jealous..i bet you know that too.

[wolfshrew]

i'm not sure why i like this so much but it is so beautiful to me.