crutch
I only wash my finger
around your dampening eyes
to hear words and find others
to waltz with you beneath
these lowering clouds,
Lighting small torches
hoping to find the one that
burns the right part of me
away, to scent the world
better for you.
I only want to find
the hymns that write
your story in ways that
it no longer makes
your blood faster.
I only look [...]