Don’t Go

Lonely, then,
And nobody to tell.
Well, here I am. How is your loneliness today? Better? Worse? The same?
Your turn
Ask me
It’s worse

As Yet Untitled

After Ovid’s Metamorphoses, particularly lines 5-30. Go on, then.Tell me which.I guess it doesn’t matter, since both are disappointing.   Vain, desperate, well-intentioned hubrisTo deface a void.To polish nothingness into a mirrorAs if it needed you.   No?   Lonely, then,And nobody to tell.Well, here I am. How is your loneliness today? Better? Worse? The…

you never call, you never write...

(get in touch!)
you never call, you never write...

(get in touch!)