nothing compares to you, a poem.

this poem is for all the ones who let me love them and the one(s) I still search for.

Here is an experimental poem I’ve been working on. Spliced in a bit of Prince as well. And my uke.

I think about love so often, I wonder if it is the reason my lungs have recently staged a collapse. Now, I own an inhaler, offering up steroids to my breath canal. I am still searching for my voice and love and ways in which I can understand both.