Poems from nhisquared
I am not sure that I understand Death.
I am not sure that any of us do.
But then I enter.
His face reveals no hint of expression,
akin to...
You told me that it was “who you are.”
That you hit, and punch, and throw, and lack self-control
when they find it in their fancy to take...
I am playing charades as a small little suitcase.
Back in that dark corner, top shelf, far out of reach.
That one you know you have tucked...
I still remember the very first time I met you:
We were just kids then, who believed in the idea of forever and always.
And we were just...
NUMBERS
Dedicated to the people around the world who I really want to help.
…but I can’t quite just yet.
7 billion, 496 million, 742...