Going Viral in New Orleans
we’ve always been the best
at being the worst
part of waking up
is sensing you
may never again
return to the world
we used to know each other’s embrace
our bodies
held so close
I tasted you in the air
now seeped stagnant
a city once drenched in life
bringing new meaning
to being the hottest spot
an accolade no one wanted
to go viral in this way
I Needed The Distance
I would have stayed away
Even if they hadn’t told me to
Lock the doors
I welcomed you in
My emotional space
Unaware that your misery
Sought to make my company
The weight of your strife
A burden these shoulders
Can no longer carry
A world full of problems
And only yours seem to matter
Did you ever think
That maybe I’m not ok
Yet you will never ask
So now I use silence
As my weapon
Of self-preservation
But according to you
I am a shit friend
In an apocalypse