shatter my safe this agony-shaped life have I worn out hope walking through meadows of whys & stumpy pale grief? i carry our tears fistfuls hot like rage gathering in the empty s p a c e s worn as death. there’s a place where water meets pain and even anger finds a resting place i watch it fall away draining with my will for this day. you and me we’re bound by existence tied to this moment life & death in each breath who’s to say which it is? or when it comes? for me, for you and anything we ...