Subtract. A poem.

This room is overcrowded, ingurgitated hell. But just you and me, if you subtract everyone else. This room is clamorous, cacophonous hell. But you could hear me (so very clearly), if you subtract everyone else. This room is overheated, agitated as hell. But algid enough for you and me, if you subtract everyone else. ButContinue reading “Subtract. A poem.”