a barrel of empty.

i remember my first time here and.

we were at a loss for words.

opened by an invisible hand.

no tangible thought occurred.

a quiet tongue salivated to reach.

where the heart had already sunk beneath.








they didn’t mind digging under it.




i didn’t think we could come to this.











excavating the vault, she wonders

if they can see the vacancy.

but just because the chest is empty.

doesn’t mean the space is free.






i lost what you came for. i hope you never come again.