The mistress-
Warm hands, cold hearted...

Forgive me,
for not penning the beginning of this poem...

Usually I don't mind life's suffocation, in fact I...
to not have to breathe or think momentarily. Now...

Silently suffocating in a pool
of her own self pity...

I'm sorry, did I hurt your feelings when I forgot
to say goodbye? Doubtful. I bet you didnt even...

Are tears shaped like rain? Or rain shaped like...
I question it as I stretch my neck to the heavens...

I don't think I'd be so afraid
To fall in love at a young age...

While some call it writers block,
I call it clogged arteries...

Just imagine for a moment, that I was where you...
and all the passersby are unknown. This city gives...

You sinner!
Hells dinner...

Words are throbbing with
an incurable headache...

Five.
I've counted...