high tide and a dark mind
in and out of circles
in hellbent minds
i said
while the music played
and you spoke
as i began to say
we die in moments
to create a climax
of something worthwhile
and we walk towards stairs
to reach another level
we don’t wake for each other
we watch for ourselves
as our beings are lovely
in dire innocence
basking in sin
is something we commend
on other sides
of the world
in crevices of my mind
and i said
while you weren’t listening
but you talked on edges of yourself
and things we miss
we reminisce because
they’re all we told ourselves it would be
just us
and the sun of our setting
reaching coffee cups
in sideways kitchens
where conversations had endings
because the words were never met
by ears of another
so words which were said
were never said
but spoken in secrecy
like some settings
tend to be
in corridors of our minds
and lobes of our brain
in kitchen cabniets
where i spent my time
looking for words
in the darkest of places
conversations without breath