She Doesn't Read Anymore

She doesn’t read anymore Maybe, the sad stories, the unhappy endings where the main characters die; the bad news, where real-life heroes perish; the sad messages in her inbox; the fierce arguments on her feed; those bleak writings on the wall; the negative minds she used to try to read have all exhausted her So, she seeks refuge from cats, from snakes, and wolves, and butterflies, the angels, turtles and swans Things that keep her afloat in the stars Away from trigger warnings Away from melancholy The words can wait... He doesn’t write anymore It is because his muse is missing He tries to search for her in libraries And in the pages of books with stories that have happy endings, where the main characters live happily ever after; in the news where real-life heroes triumph; in the inbox of jolly messages; and those auspicious writings on the wall, in the optimistic minds he used to try to read He calls for her He writes to her She doesn’t answer So, he seeks...