Keep It Here

never to leave,
it's our loss,
meddling with dark mist,
and miscellaneous violent drinks...
your savage tenderness,
and misread underground,
leaves me nothing,
rapes my mind,
glows with pain,
and shows no regret...
turn,
just blow to zero,
escape your time,
with a pocket size soul...
no links left behind...

by Ivo Silva