Love is Under Me

Poetry by Ryan Oelke, Screenwriter & Director

Compassion Waits

compassion waits at my heart’s door but i won’t let it in i hold onto this suffering but i won’t let compassion in… …breathing. white red blue. awareness cools and mends i had no choice – compassion respires love again.

Where Do You Go

pleasure or contraction where do you go when your body is here but your heart is lost i know you, but i can’t see you touch you even though you are here. Love never leaves you stay