If you die while closing your eyes,
is there everlasting light
on the other side
an embryo,
being made to walk on eggshells,
sweet soft fair skinned child,
drug wars over peace and love,
darker days…
I’m only making change,
to be sent back home.
The Great Depression
yes I’m feeling fine
ups and downs, on cloud nine
technicolor dandelions
seen through a screen door,
I was told no...