A story is
told in the breadth of a song
An idea is
alleviated of its chaotic thrum
The minds of
the desperately lonely
Birth tales
of love, confounded and pure
The cadence
of the traveller’s wanderlust
Seeks solace in
the comfort of home
The squeal of
an optimistic laugh
Layers ugly
truths of untold horrors
Is she ever
who she claims to be?
Or is she
constantly unravelling?
Unknown to
the world
Or even herself
