Journeys and fairytales

Talked on the phone with someone I haven't heard from in a long time. Going to see someone else I haven't seen in a long time. Emotions rising and dwindling. Good feasty flesh for my writing demon. Going away, be back in about 5 days. Here's a poem to enjoy till next time.

Tears

I save my tears for bedtime
shred them on fairytales
rather than wet your shoulder
over all the ways hearts can fail.
In dreams of vivid collection
all of my sorrows can vent
and alone I may be forever
but the time with you was well spent.