get off your bike, 

and take a photo of those flowers. 

Allow yourself to 

pause, and breathe in 

the small beauties that surround you. 


Sweet Pea

Smaller than a sweetpea 

but you already rule 

my every thought 

my every mood 

my every move 

even my dreams are filled with you

or rather

the loss of you. 

Every night a nightmare of 

dark blood on clean fabric. 

Every morning a prayer: 


let this one have 

a happy ending.