now the music divides
us in to
tribes


you choose
your side




i
choose mine






- arcade fire "suburban war"

the walls around
me melt
and the world blurs
in to some
chaotic spiral

all the things
i should have said
could
have done

the wooden planks that still
stab
remind
me
of the unfinished shoe
rack

of
our home
and herb gardens
and sunday scrambled
eggs and our
children and
dreams
that
life
conspired against






the silence is deathly
out here in
space


but i am deafened


by the sound



of my heart





breaking.















i'm so
so




sorry.




















.