Alexandria Espinoza
reverse golden shovel (ode to Bukowski)
"...and we are in bed
together laughing
and we don't care
about anything..."
-Charles Bukowski
and with the silence of night
we are cloaked in what we
are.
in pretzel hugs, a
bed holding hostages.
together pondering the existence of life
laughing at the corruption of our hearts
and challenging the destiny we no longer wish for.
we are broken hearts with healing souls
don't misuse such delicate hearts
care for me with stars and moons in and
about all the ocean mysterious depths.
anything to distract fools in love.