Poorwa's blog

another day makes its way
i’m standing still
—father defeats the mother
brother defeats the father—
even the dogs are acting out of character
waiting to be comforted by the very
monsters their innocence defends
the little ones don’t know god but are
trying to make amends
those who were saved start to believe death
would’ve been finer than their truth
what do you do when breathing tears
the wounds open
rather than soothe?
yet
another day comes and makes its way
nowhere to go, all i do is stand still
—father kills the mother
brother kills the father—
all my tears have fallen down against my will

— Poorwa