My tragedy masked comedies perfected smile

As thoughts flow more questions than ink

Flowin tears streams

While expectations of invested foundation

Become meaningless distractions

More questions than ink

Separating souls beats

More questions ringing ringing

My mind won’t stop

Beating pane

Ringing ringing the phone stopped

Penetrating walls

Shattered pieces

Forgotten lines

“Oh I’m fine”

Fine Fine FINE

Falling apart

At peace in moments weakness

Clinging pillowed memories sleepless nights

Permanent ink memories

Hearts strings cords

Pulling voice cords

Indistinctive chatters appreciation for three

Melodies cords beat

Perfectly imperfect

As we once were

More questions than ink

Burning the core you fuel

My mind won’t stop

Reminiscing the dilemma of our formula

Challenge opportunity

I pour unity

Once you an I unity

Sipping golden glasses temptation

With more questions than answers flowin inks BrOkin poetry