Falling Out

Sweaters knitted until the falling out
Could never keep your young heart warm
Be there when the fire stops
Or a dry ink letter is handed over hard
And the evening is nothing like the ones before
You nurture the rocks more today
And feel the burn of a cut in the cold

Frosty blood of a cold heart gains warmth
In the right company of ones loved

But that is not always consistent
And sometimes you are not enough

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Biography

B.S. Otto was born in Pittsburgh in 1978, and never had an interest in writing until he read "On The Road" by Jack Kerouac. That book soon led to Delmore Schwartz, Charles Bukowski and a passion for poetry that's always growing