What do you mean it went topsy tur… She replied in hastened affair. I couldn’t Shouldn’t Dare I wouldn’t
Sonder I ponder Clearly the day drifts on and wear… Of elegant decay. What’s that, you say? You too?
What is it that brings one happine… For some it is a smile they can ma… Others that have done something ve… And for others, it is that you fee… When you can always cause someone…
It’s been a minute since I’ve wri… Afield of flowers Blooming in the folds of places Spaces between my thoughts, my ear… In tears I saw her veil piercing…
The clock struck twelve and Cinde… From the truth That all change was inevitable. Her prince doomed from the start To place petals and sparkling fine…
Riding on a pedal bike if asked a… I would have said my body’s sore f… And since Rosa kept her promise w… I know the anatomical term is name… It’s called a calf my friend excla…
Say it to me slow because I could… Why the fuck your words made a dif… On the apocalyptic nature of your… Publicly lambasting me for what it… Slipped into the cracks of a fonde…
I wasn’t sure why I decided that… Forsaken and beaten and weary Perhaps Perhaps not But it certainly raised the questi…
My fingers trace a path over the m… Smiles replace memories, the face… I trace down to the center, down t… What a beautiful journey! I’ve ne… Out-of-focus petals tease my eager…
Spritely darting to and fro A sunshine’s glimmer, toe to head Unexpected directions here to shim… It’s dimmer on the edges of a tran… She welcomes me in her mischief
You whispered softly in screaming… Unaware of the possibilities yet That your drowning echoes would ca… Performing yet, majestically, For any ear
I’m really pissed off. I am not going to listen to reason… You cannot make me speak. Yes I’m pissed, so don’t fuck wit… All that surrounds me is coming fr…
Whereupon the words oft spoken Love, torment, grief. Tis better, it has been said, To be tormented instead By an endless winter of grief
A quiet contemplative morose and s… Planted voids, ineptitude wide Followed a path once forgotten Lain before me by a reckless aband… Of tears and of shallow memories
The soft cries of her voice escape… Behind her I exist in solitude, o… The dark ringlets float in the sil… And a beautiful sunset wanders int… The sheer fabric too floats over h…
