Two halves

A sigh after every move
Wait, it doesn’t work
Short-lived yells
Cries that I killed
It doesn’t work for this fellow
Said the fellow
I didn’t bother to look at it
The other half kept me going
Why aren’t they aware of each other’s plight
Why don’t they both reconcile
If they know their nature, my nature
If they know the fallen assortments
Disheveled when deprived
Of bond
They say they are for me
And yet the paths so different
One guides while the other has decided
Has pushed me through the doorway
Where I weigh the possibilities
Of the other path too
Well, you vulnerable halves of my heart
Why don’t you reconcile
Why don’t you team up
I am too tired to make it today
I am too broken to start
Now that I have walked both the paths
Halfway and ran away
Into my little den
Where I wish you reconcile
Or leave me just so alone
As everyone has

From corners

How else do I resolve those who’ve hurt me but by forgetting to count them

You can have what you keep wanting till you get., decide if you’ll want it after you have it

Some desires, in order to be tamed, must be fulfilled

To ask for an advice is to strengthen the  voice of your critics

To be one’s friend is to risk a lot of humanity

Of sugar and sand

Goodness, sugar, scarves, smiles
Sea, splash, brine, pebbles, sand
Candles, menorahs, moon, curtains, cushions
Blue, red, orange shirts
White, offwhite, beige walls
Brown, black, navy devices
Gold, silver, metal knobs
Gleaming, twinkling eyes
Lush lashes
Quiet mouth

Burning sand, glistening rocks
Deep water, threatening sky
Barren, cold floor
Shy, scant wind
Spitting birds, barking dogs
Revengeful, lustful precipice
Hungry, evil laxatives
Tired, dry mouth
Overdone gestures
Making the most
Of the running time