Distant sound from above
Kept silent within a fragile soul
Drowned out through fear and love
A wind beyond a persons control
The baying of the storm
Branches frolicking on every gust
Long shadows start to form
Fickle weather displays it’s disgust
When will it cease?
How does the window ...
Sunday 6th June 2021 9:25 pm
Thank you, dears.
For marched words
rawed bare, from
For now, plain,
is just. Mine.
Tuesday 30th March 2021 10:04 am
The distraction machine, our plastic dream, sew last seam through bottom lip
Tipped off of ship, sheet bound tissue is ripped, living form clipped to fish food
Always in a bad mood, waiting on the never happens, inevitabilities stacking
Reef wrapping around your sea urchin heart, leaping off cliffs with no running start
Failure practiced as art, life pushed around in a cart, walking on rusty n...
Wednesday 10th March 2021 4:20 pm