good morning!
you don’t have to reply…
but I hope to survive this grieving season
and these bitter holidays
even though i owe you an answer
how ‘bout a laugh slash cry?
or cake?
a smoke?
a drink with a shadow if he shows?
i’ve been dying to celebrate
grey skies
and my great
Loneliness
don’t sweat or fret about an invitation!
i heard you preferred surprises
won’t you pick a melody
a song to sing for these bitter holidays? ok?
i’ve been dying to celebrate
grey skies
and my great
Loneliness
Goodbye?
Gone...
yet omnipresent
lifeless though luminescent
looming overhead
Like a crown...
Life of the party
life is departing
I’ve been dying to celebrate
Grey skies
And my great loneliness