Jules Quesnel

Across the street end parking lot

Chain link fences bind us

Tongues talk

I understand them not

All love is an octagon

Sketch your secrets in concrete

Laugh because I'm slow to speak

It's been on my heart

What about you

Jules Quesnel

With time I'm understanding why

All love is a crushing secret

Sketch your secrets in concrete

Laugh because I'm slow to speak

It's been on my heart

What about you

Jules Quesnel

Across the street from my old house

Our love is the empty room

I'll hide myself from prideful eyes for now