scavenged heart,

honey thorn hands—

waiting for the ball,

to drop

waiting on the heart to lock

the hospital asked,

should we

(call?)

No please

I broke on shaking knees

and whispered pleas

daisy chains,

strangle my heart—

breathless moon dancing on,

fallen clouds,

both sides now

I've seen them all

maybe this year,

without fear—

be it life

be it death

give me

your blessings

no second guessin

take me to the rooftop

open wide

violet sky

no more hiding

(if I rebuild, will I still be me?)

rainbow waiting, waiting,

does kindness only matter when we give in

in the end

only when we give in