tip toe

I’m the shattered glass on your floor
You tip toe around me not to hurt yourself
Time to clean up and throw it all away
Clean slate
Clear mind

I closed my eyes
and spoke to you
in a thousand
silent ways.

through me like sand

Love After Love

Love After Love

The time will come
When, with elation
You will greet yourself arriving
At your own door, in your own mirror,
And each will smile at the other's welcome,

And say, sit here, Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
To itself, to the stranger who has loved you

All your life, whom you ignored
For another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

The photographs, the desperate notes,
Peel your image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

- Derek Walcott

don't reject love.

imaginary

I have been walking towards
your imaginary light
for some time now ...

"but if those thoughts didn't keep you busy, what would you do with all your spare time?"

"I'd practice being lonely"

in between

in between all my uncertainties,
I'm almost sure about one thing
but I'm going back and forth between
a plan for my body and a plan for my soul
I'm beginning to lose sense of what's right
and starting to feel like it's wrong...
all wrong...
but how can a path so tempting be the same
path that would lead me to your mountain
of destruction and chaos
of beauty and delight

in between all my uncertainties,
I'm almost sure it feels ok with you...

- MF

care for a drink ?