midland new years

Virgin snow drifts down, Clinging to moist eyelashes,Tears sting, fail to fall. Cold mornings haunt me, I see your breath in the air, Strange to miss you still. My lips still feel numb, From stolen, drunken kisses, New Years' revelry. So much to regret, But as the New Year dawns bright,For you, I will try.

Echoes

I'm a shallow well,Repeating the same verses,Like an old echo. Weep into my depths, O Muse,And fill me with purpose To the very end,We're all just telling stories,So does it matter,That after all of this time,I have but just one to tell?