nightcap

finishing a night's cap
of red and ashes on myself
i drink some tunes and wonders
of what happens now

yes i still slowly wisper sure poems
of slight fears on closing mornings
of delusional hopes and waits
of nothings to come...

yes im finishing tonights cap,
but what about tomorrow?

will i still?

daybreak reflections

whispering daybreak, leaves of autumns to come, i'm as sure as you are
of those things uncertain, of memories and hope, of trust and despair...
of why and what and who, of things of here and there, of nowhere to be found.
daybreak smooth lament, you know it just as well as i do.