Carly

Who can speak of empathy, sitting on a wall, a neighbour to the sea, when your eyes come awake, they dance on thorns, view the stuff that’s fake, each day of being happy, echoes in my calls, then it hits me, who wants to stake, a life of being torn, so I hesitate, the same old electricity, spins penny for my thoughts, let’s start with infidelity, it’s a different take, than being forlorn, another bill of lading, shivering I don’t want to be, the one who’s caught, please don’t look that way, as if I'm never born ?