the tiniest thoughts

i. 
what makes a man the way he is?
and how can i ever be it?
am i a man with flowers on his tongue
or am i just doomed to Venus?

ii.
voices fade
nails split and dresses, again, are torn
chapped lips cry hallelujah
one last time
were you full of life when she was born?

iii.
you're so full of self doubt, my child
from your too-short hair to your blistered toes
why can't you be happy when you plant your seeds?
don't you want to see what grows?

iv.
the air around where 
my ponytail used to be
has grown terribly cold

v.
when i unravel
when i crumble
scatter dust and strings
on my side of the bed

vi.
you gave me all the things
that i thought i could do without
but to tell you the truth
you stole my youth
and burned my candles out
you promised me all the things
that i thought i deserved to get
but promises break
and love is fake
and i wish we'd never met

vii.
my love, we grow like seeds and grain
and we shall turn to earth again