I look in the mirror
Our bruises match
What’s mine is yours
She hops down
There is always a cost
When you hit the bottom
That is why I fell
But never landed
She brushes her blue dress
Sits in my lap
Time is a cruel boot
Banging our bones
Muffling our breath
She plays with the string
Wraps it round her fingers
Makes a ball
A little universe
And a theory
Discovered
Drowning
Deep in our pockets
I think I lost myself Alice
She chews her lip
Considers
You have lost your meaning
There is a difference
You have turned yourself into
A zero sum equation
No way ahead
No going back
Demons and love
Equally hung
Like a sticky pot
Or a trap
I lick the sugar from my lips
Lie on the floor
Watch the spiders and the flies
All run out of wishes
She holds my hand gently
What’s mine is yours
She whispers
Giving me all the wishes
In our world.
