At points in the day

At points in the day
I feel the beam from her eyes
invested with love

Sun slides down the sky

Sun slides down the sky
warm beams blown off course by wind
winter dims my days

I'm scared to enter

I'm scared to enter
now it's so dark in the room
I hung lined curtains

Superficial talk

Superficial talk
toxic femininity
uncontrolled bitching

The fence closing in

The fence closing in
hollow barks without intent
sad neighbourhood dogs

A delightful choke

A delightful choke
steams thickens the bathroom air
holds winter away

Each day has struggles

Each day has struggles
your battles are not your own
speak them for others

Success in being

Success in being
embodying existence
simplify your life

Our path from today

Our path from today
to fight their cynicism
cultivate your joy

Every now and then

Every now and then
she says something cynical
a chill becomes me

Each day my lover

Each day my lover
we're vessels for each other
warm me like cuppas