to have ◇☆

My happiness

Is cleaved in two

By the sharp edges of the shadow,

It bends and twists 

Behind my shoulder

Tinting my eyes, my breath 

with ink (blue) and black mold

Fingertips cold

I stand outside a door

A door I know is not mine

But its better to knock as a silent cry

Then to starve in the night

Remember, it will be allright 

Allright 

All I need right now anyway 

Is just any kind of thing

Just to have something,

Something like a door or a window

Moving and bending

With air and hope

Just something that opens

Like a shell or a dream or a chest

Like the colours of the night 

Opening into light

Just to have something 

Anything 

I look up at the lamplight, /clouds

Anything

Anything