No Traction

Upstairs an attic,

     upstairs an addict. 

Outside she swings, 

to and fro, to and fro.

Suspended love, is still love in her eyes. 

The heart who had no bones

We fall in
each time cursing our ignorance.


Roll up your sleeves, perseverance comes invited or not.
It just depends on how long you would like to suffer.


Crippling doubt aside- acceptance.