My Love has brought me flavorful words//And so I give back to you, childish and unsure
Tired and Frail
All these pretty little words may never be seen By anyone else's eyes besides me And I'm coming to terms with the vast, open dream Where echoes are lost and eyes are unclean My eyes have been unclean for some time When I could no longer eat up my rhymes Even if polite, with... Continue Reading →
Rewritten
Now she inspires my madness, now I am rewritten
Damn You, Bless You
You left me here, thinking, with words and words and words in my mouth.
The Silent Kind
I sit in the silence And I am overwhelmed Such a silly little thing Yet what is silly, and what is little? My mind's disquiet No longer my curtain The silence that Love now brings I see outward, and she sees in. Muted in prominence I hold myself out-held Yet lost is the... Continue Reading →
Fitting In
I sat in the middle of a room today To become acquainted with the space To see what the space would say To see if I'd become its next prey I sat there with an open mind Let the space see what it could find Each response seemed so assigned Now I'm unsure if the... Continue Reading →
Do I Stand, Forgotten
Do I stand, forgotten, as I forget myself?
The Echoes of Birds
This is not fiction. This is not a fairytale. This is the greatest symphony ever written.
Ship in a Bottle
I bought a ship in a bottle and set it out to sea, hoping my captain would one day find me
