Bridges

I’m not one to burn bridges
I’m more into building them
People can die when the
Scaffolding collapses
Lose our friends
Relationships end
Being with someone
Can also be lonely
Just as much as being
Alone can also fulfill you
Main cables stretched
Out into the sky like
Horizontal arms
Wishing to fly
Or at the very least
Feel something
Spun and strung
Between heart towers
Stacking rocks
Twisting the sky
Steel anchorages
Water sloshing against
Our bedrocks
It’s never to late
To try

© GÄ