#spilled works

Just a pulse.
Just a heartbeat
And a hand to hold.
Anonymous flesh
Just a warm body to lay down by
When its cold.

Just a place filler until they get older
a scapegoat
Just a sweet nothing to nurse a cold shoulder
Just a temporary love for when she needs someone to hold her.
Another one night stand will maybe tide her over.

Just a lost ship trailing towards the light
An easier pursuit under the cover of night.
Sun comes up and the search is finally over
Just a drunken eve, leaving bruises to find when sober.

Just a lost poem
Just an unsung hymn
The wrong love sought.
Anonymous flesh
Named by one
But she forgot.

r.t.