friday the thirteenth

a few closed doors remain, a few hurdles to go for
it's all going somewhere
the destination
endless possibility

i feel content, somewhat at peace
grateful


will you keep me in mind
was on my mind
as your mind was far away


get some rest my sweets xo

brennan love

'5 am.
Wide awake.
There's a city in ink,
On her breast.
A bright dancing world.
Behind those eyes.
I was cast for breaking.
Unmaking.
Hard as glass.
Every bit as brittle.
Swing hard my love.
You might get through.

For Laura.'