One month
It's October already...

Can lungs...

I have always been concerned with my health habits
like what I inhale and the choices I stoop over...

I always dreamed that
in the mountains, I would...

I've seen you hiding in
the shadows...

my brain
leaks...

I'm sorry, Mama, that I don't know how you can...
"I feel like I don't know you as a mother...

I barely crawled out
of this supernatural ambiance...

He is waiting for us
to realize we need Him...

Do I feel guilt? Of course I do,
but this time I do not let it consume me...

All of this anger bottled up -
I will someday explode and no one...

You live perpetually in virgin summers,
unaffected when my words become slurred...