The Smiling Elf-Child

Through stained glass windows are partridges//Singing in the boughs//Reciting favorite passages//That pleasantly could rouse//The dear elven-child//From his lovely dream//And with a lovely, toothless smile//His candor would brightly beam

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 →

Just a Blur

I've been lulled into a false sense of purpose Where nothing seems too urgent Rendering me wordless I used to fear the bump in the night Now I'm afraid if I don't wake up That'd be alright I tried to be the monster The bump under the bed But I'm just in your head Life is... Continue Reading →

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