Nostalgia

“how sad and bad and mad it was – but then, how it was sweet”
― Robert Browning

Hidden between the pages
of my favorite book
or lying
as crushed petals
between those folds
scenting and filling up
my senses
will all the nostalgia
all the days and nights
there have been
and many more

Soulless eyes

You are not alone here
You are surrounded by million voyeur eyes 
looking for the next big piece of news
waiting for the next viral tweet
wanting to go live on Facebook 
to chat and comment about it