Sunday, April 8, 2018


sometimes you want
to press into silence

if the door remains a wall
there is no door

you will break your hands
with each attempt

there are only so many pins
to hold your bones in place

everything becomes stiff
tendered in the worst way

you have no idea how hard it is
to invade those spaces

every time you reach the edge
something breaks

there is a price for every incursion
may your coffers be full