What do you do?
When you would die for the cause
But it’s softly killing you

Killing
Too slowly
Too softly

They warn you of the storm
Not of how calmly it comes in
Calm centred with chaos

Freewheeling with the breeze
It’s so sweet
It threatens to sink you
So blissfully

That other options are few
So you bleed out
Until there’s only blue

Skeletons
Of me and you

Anchored into the ground
By our own convictions

Rosie D’Ercole has worked in creative industries for over ten years, she is a dedicated writer who uses her poetry primarily to express precise moments in time. Her writing allows her to capture otherwise fleeting moments, and acts as a reference point to return to. She has just been published in the third issue of Curio Cabinet and is currently editing her first anthology ‘The Pink Room.’