LET ME

If I am given this chance

I shall fix

           -i shall put in place

Every broken piece

                           Of this broken heart

Like a jigsaw puzzle

I shall mend this brittle broken heart

                                    and straighten that crooked

smile on your lips.

STILL GRATEFUL

The day i spoke air

you could not hear

because it was soft

then i spoke wind

and you whined

.because i was much cold.

the day i spoke thunder

the devil quivered

her body unwrapped-

lost all the warmed inside her

her thighs parted

i spoke silence

and her devil departed.