Magenta may be missing
Junecloud’s warmer nights
Magenta starts submissing
to winter’s snowy whites
Magenta is not dismissing
Junestorm’s hostile fights
But Magenta keeps on missing
Junerain’s pavement lights



Comfortable and warm,
sitting and still.
Where is my desire,
passion and will?

Skin be stripped,
bare bone be shown;
Pain be endured,
purpose be known.

Is my heart just beating?
What is it for?
Am I only breathing?
Let it be more.

-Let me be more.