she wept

I don’t want to be alone.

                           his heart trembled in his chestnearly broke 

he understood if she didnt she wasnt referring to the awful rentdisagreement she had with her boyfriend the night before 

waters ran deeper

he tread them with her  

they werent still 

roiled their hearts 

sucked them under 

nearly drowned them

   emerging from the vicious baptism they were exhausted 

                                                                     all these years later  still tired 

tired of hearing well-intended though ignorant words 

Don’t look back. You have to keep moving forward. 

                                                         Into What 

their guts were cut out 

organs do not regenerate 

   H O L L O W 

                 thats how he felt 

he might assume thats how she felt 

he was older

shed outlive him 

I don’t want to be alone.

2317,  Moonday – Super Buck full moon,  3  7. 23

0825,  2sday – Fourth of July,  ‘23