You're crying but as long as it's transparent and not red. There's no real reason to be sad to the people who are. Smiling, always happy, always gay they do not know.
If I could put you in a frame I'd draw you smiling. With a cigarette in your mouth. And your hands reaching out for something. If I could, if I could wear all your clothes I'd still be different.
In a dark well. Late at night. Children crying. They've lost their kite. They're left with nothing but. . Giant lizards. Eating deer. Growing appetite.
He was not so tall and rather fat. Had a Labrador and a limping cat. Born in a country with a broken heart. Had enough money and a credit card. Told bedtime stories to his teddy bear.
Go on my love. I know you must go. But if there were a way. I would keep you home. . You'll fight for the tears. In the eyes of our child. As she stares at the hands.