No footsteps trailingNo voices callingA dilation and expansionMay we cross across in one boundQuick fox trailingShadow footed, tentativeTend to these fragile bluffsAs it all corrupts I am a mere happenstanceCobblestone constructionStuck in the mireIn a vat of existenceWordless rivalHourglass bledA mummified life hidden in your fragile hand
Category: melancholy
desire
The line between desire And fulfillment The reach of the finger, of the breach Sweat beads leave a tail of remnants, followed by the quake Run around chasing bread crumbs trailing Scattered into the cracks liberally A craving for a sensation elusive without a tether Envision a rupture All these tectonic plates could… Continue reading desire
Adult
town. unbelievable mechanical, insatiable that's what your heart pangs quiver directionless echoing into the stratosphere how can I be more unclear? chambers of the heart all inflamed how can the stakes be more raised? we grazed in the fields unblossomed we took to the steps unassumed retched all that was given to you until they… Continue reading Adult
Four Winds
was it enough returning back home notwithstanding your heart caught between a ghost here or there teleportating particles you shake my hand touch it with emenating heat afterthought firebranded with alcohol searing heat swallowed whole jonah deep in a whale complained of the air quality you are impregnable untouchable inscrutable handcrafted in all particularity bearing… Continue reading Four Winds