I thought my heart was broken.
It’s seen nothing yet.
My tenses are off because what happened,
is a life primer. like “pre” school or whatever.
Not a thing or verse or word can prepare us for the worst.
I’m alone, but I’m fine. Just doin’ time.
Without my Mom and Dad,
there’s not a me.
And that’s scary in the time
The last few years, without my mom and dad,
I’d have died,
Love is some powerful shit. A life force.
Everything. Nothing as well.
I’ve called my godparents.
Really need my mom and dad,
but worry away the world
a world without elders is useless.
This is the time for poetry, completely.
My heart is full and running on empty.