tylerknott: Typewriter Series #2579 by Tyler K…

tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #2579 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Text for Tired Eyes:

Will I be able to support you,
will I run out of words?  
Will the tide of favor ebb away,
will any of this matter, to anyone,
to anywhere?  Will I lose this house,
force you into a new bedroom,
under a new roof, will it leak?  
Will our legs grow strong if we must walk
to where we must go, will we
eat smaller meals?  
Would I warm you by a fire I built,
wood chopped from family land,
for family land is free land, fallen trees
heating four walls, heating us?
Will you love me still, if extra becomes
bare minimum, if necessity erases
the residue of desire?

In some dark room, flame lit and
vignetted, our hands would wrap
around one another, our breath
would rise, a candle would dance
on the walls we’d call home.  
Love, would remain.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-