Poems from 15graceh
we love to
observe the
angels
the gods
the light
we love to
pick out our
beauties
especially in those
we adore.
this
is
why
love
fails.
you...
if you were going to Hell
and I was going to heaven
I would stop
believing
in
God.
should we love like science
with solving for X
balancing the equation
knowing the complexity of our bodies?
or rather like the arts
flowing...
Observe the young children.
Laughing
Playing
Shouting
Happy.
Soon some will crave
a drink or two
a smoke or two
a lovely high
a dull needle...
...