polaroids and poetry

by - July 01, 2015


Willow

Teach me how to sing 
Broken melodies 
In the empty hall 
Teach me how to swallow up 
The silence 
Like a spoonful of medicine

Teach me how to 
Be 
Still 
When the moon shines through the windows 
and my tears flood the room

I can feel the ache 
Stretching my heart out like the branch of a tree 
Its roots growing deeper 
Into a well of words
I can’t understand.

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