Elsa Bear Poems

in the murky depths
of a retiring old city,
lurks something sinister.
something to be feared.
...

forgive me if i cry,
forgive me if i don't.
forgive me for loving you,
forgive me for not loving you enough.
...

hands wrinkle before my eyes.
i turn them over,
palms facing me.
time passes quickly,
...

sitting on the bus,
bathing in the reflected sunshine,
the girl dipped in sadness sighs.
late again.
...

drinking cheap red wine,
straight from the bottle.
listening to the music,
avoiding difficult conversations,
...

i worry that you think of her
when you're with me
or without me.
i worry she's on your mind
...

bleary eyed,
fuzzy headed,
mascara stains from the night before.
lipstick smudges,
...

james.
what can i say about james?
his hair is as golden as a lions mane,
his eyes as deep and commanding as the ocean,
...

i'm sleeping through life,
dragging my feet,
with half closed eyes
and half formed thoughts,
...