words by dominic riccitello

i sway
swinging from things
breaking leaves
turning grass from green
to black
to shades and neutrals
i swam in an ocean
of darkness
wading far from his heart
i lose, i lost
my soul from the start
turning with pages
edges and sweetness
we got lost in days
where things made sense
where my heart could mend
he went with rage
a lost gloominess
twisting my back
loving my arms
and at a year 
it went dark
six months
too far