Feel the determination crumble
and dissipate like a dried leaf, kicked about in the cold autumn breeze. Set a fire, and inhale the smoke to supplement a sense of self. Down a glass, to put you to bed, as the seasons change, so must your priorities, your sense of comfort, your sources of energy. Now put the pen down […]
At the Pink
A backwards glance[may be the last glimpse of you]of you in your faux furred flannelautumnal activewearwalking away fromthe steps ofthe old pinkas I rolled towardsmy corner of homemy be all I have to look back uponwhen I think upon the last time I saw you “I love you; and please don’t die before we see […]
there is something in the turbulence
Lost in the leaves
of my own story… walking home aloneyour presenceis allI desire I hunger foryour lipsI thirstfor your soul the chain of your devotionmay set me freeif I can allow emotionto transcend my thoughts gray is the backgroundfor your spectrum of colorsas I try to stay afloatamidst the companyof others
I feel your fingers in the breeze
as it danceson my fleshthe wind carriesyour voiceto my earsand down into medeep insideto that long forsaken placeclosed off to the worldfor a yearthe old wooden cigar boxsealed shut for so longbut the wind is beginningto flow through the crackswill I be able tolet you in?will I let youread everything?you say you share my painbut […]
