That Look on Your Face…

I Do not Fear The inevitable I Do not Fear Change It makes No Difference To Fear the Reaper When you Yourself Are feeling misplaced I do Fear, however, That inevitable day When I no longer remember That look On your face  

I See You

I see you in the leftover space In front of my eyes And the film behind my lids I see you in the mist When my pupils expand And the tears shed I see you in the light Spilling under the door And the cracks in the walls I see you in the stains On…