our spot || poem ||
the tree
where i will hang
blue and alone
helpless
waiting
our spot
the lake
where we sit
where i drown
where i cry
where we laugh
where talk
where i smoke
where i drink
our spot
the tree
the lake
hanging
drowning
helplessly alone
where i will hang
blue and alone
helpless
waiting
our spot
the lake
where we sit
where i drown
where i cry
where we laugh
where talk
where i smoke
where i drink
our spot
the tree
the lake
hanging
drowning
helplessly alone